Produced by Malcolm Farmer, Lesley Halamek and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net * * * * * Punch, or the London Charivari Volume 105, October 7th 1893 _edited by Sir Francis Burnand_ * * * * * [Illustration] "DUE SOUTH!" _On Shore in Lulworth Cove._--Odd names on this Southern coast. The "Tilly Winn Caves,?" for example; likewise "Durdle Dhor," or "Durdle Door." Who was MATILDA WINN; familiarly styled "TILLY"? An old fisherman mending his nets,--he is evidently "_The_ Cove of Lulworth Cove,"--gives me the following tale, which I set down as the LEGEND OF TILLY WINN AND DURDLE D'OR. The winsome Lady MATILDA WINN, Was a-ris-to-crati-cal-ly thin, With dove-like eyes. Her golden hair Was circled with gems so rich and rare. White and pink was the healthy skin Of the winsome Lady MATILDA WINN. The Lord of LULWORTH, a somnolent Earl, Gave his moustache an extra curl As he woke in the morn, and ope'd his eye, A passing fair lady was passing by! Then he swore to himself, "Through thick and thin, I'll win the Lady MATILDA WINN." The Lord of LULWORTH, that somnolent peer, Gained the young lady's father's ear, Who said, "My TILLY must me obey. One week to-morrow shall be the day When Lulworth's Earl shall become our kin, By wedding my daughter! my TILLY WINN!" MATILDA WINN made signs from shore To her pirate lover, bold DURDLE D'OR. Who came at night with ladder of rope, For TILDA WINN had agreed to elope. "We're privately married, so 'tis no sin," Quoth the beautiful Lady MATILDA WINN. But the somnolent Earl and the testy Lord Pursued and caught, ere they got aboard The pirate vessel, the lovers twain, Who leapt from the boat! And ne'er again, When past and gone was the tempest's din, Were seen DURDLE D'OR and his TILLY WINN. There is as pleasant a little hostelrie in Lulworth Cove as is to be found anywhere in a quiet sort of way, with lunch made and provided, ready for all comers, be they never so plentiful. Mind always on this coast command the lobster, he is _toujours à vos ordres_. Those who can be content with the minimum of variety in the way of amusement, and with the maximum of health will assuredly find it here, where they can live the life of a sort of luxurious _Robinson Crusoe_--bathing, fishing, walking--five or six miles from the nearest railway station, and visited occasionally by steamboats, which cannot come in quite close to shore, bringing passengers, from whom tidings may be obtained of what is going on in the outer world.