It is not unlikely that in this tale we have the remains--strangely altered by passing through the mouths of many successive generations--of some one of the numerous legendary stories of the early British saints, who, according to some of the hagiographers, were in the habit of navigating from Brittany to Cornwall, and from Wales to Ireland, on their mantles, in stone troughs, or on bundles of sea-weed.[196] [195] According to Métivier’s _Dictionary_--“Casquet”--(from the Latin _Casicare_) means “Over-fall Rock,” and is the same as the _Casus Rupes_ of Hearne and Leland. EDITOR’S NOTE.--The name of the house is “La Perelle,” “Casquet” is a nick-name. After the erection of a lighthouse on “Casquet” or “Les Casquets,” the fishermen keeping their boats in Perelle Bay, nick-named the house “Le P’tit Casquet,” because the inhabitants were in the habit of sitting up late, and consequently there was light to be seen in the house when they returned from sea late in the evening.--_From John de Garis, Esq._ [196] From George Métivier, Esq., and Mrs. Savidan. See in Thorpe’s _Northern Mythology_, Vol. I., p. 179, how Oller crosses the sea on a bone. A WITCH’S FORESIGHT. It is generally believed that those who practise unlawful acts, however clever they may be, are generally quite unable to foresee what is likely to happen to themselves. That this is not invariably the case the following story will show. A woman, who had the reputation of being a sorceress, contrived to live in comparative ease and comfort by begging from door to door, few venturing to send her away without an alms for fear of incurring her displeasure, and bringing down some misfortune on themselves or their households. She presented herself one morning at the house of a farmer in easy circumstances, whose wife was one not likely to be imposed upon, and not by any means remarkable for liberality towards the poor. The witch’s well-contrived tale of distress failed to make an impression on the hard heart of the farmer’s wife, and the beggar was dismissed without even a kind word: indeed, it is even said that the odious epithet “_Caïmande_”[197] was applied to her. On turning her back on the inhospitable door, she was heard to mutter between her teeth, “You shall repent of this.” [Illustration: Old Market Place and States Arcade.]