Ilfracombers boast that the snow does not lie in these parts. I hope the Ilfracombers who gave me this information are, so far, like the snow. * * * * * [Illustration] Of course there are golf links. The links-eye'd golf man looks out for these at once, and though he has got to go some little distance for them, there they are--at last. Equally of course there is lawn tennis, and plenty of it close at hand. A shilling an hour; "_net profits_." * * * * * _Per steamboat to Tenby._--Tenby is described on some of the excursionist handbills as "_The Naples of Wales_." If Tenby is the Naples of Wales, then Margate is the Monte Carlo of Kent. * * * * * Tenby Pier being in process of construction, there is no landing except in small boats, of which there appears to be a better supply than is usual on such excursions. But as even these boats cannot be run ashore with their cargoes, there are the stalwart arms of boatmen extended to carry ladies, and boatmen's broad shoulders on which gentlemen, unable to wade, can ride pick-a-back. _Anyone over fifteen stone had better remain on board._ * * * * * A guide-book, written by Mr. and Mrs. S. C. HALL--names held in grateful remembrance as authorities on Irish legends--describes climate of Tenby as being "for the greater portion of the year warm, dry, and bracing." May be; was not there "for the greater portion of the year." She "Halls by the Sea," further declare, when comparing Tenby with Hastings, Ventnor, and Torquay, that it, though "equally mild, is nevertheless invigorating." Shouldn't have thought it. But--very glad to hear it. * * * * * Oysters in plenty at Tenby. This being the first month with an "r" in it after the off-oyster season, we saw an ogre-like gourmand devouring a dozen or so of the natives of Tenby, with the magic aid of vinegar, pepper, and--and--_whisky!!_ Of such grand constitutions (should he be none the worse afterwards) are heroes made! * * * * * _From Ilfracombe to Lynton._--Pass Watermouth Castle. Lucky person the proprietor of this charming place. Lovely position this Watermouth; quite enough to make one's mouth water. * * * * * Near Coombe-Martin is Hangman's Hill, where a sheep hanged a man for stealing him. * * * * *