Portentous for length is the mere list of these surf-washed Fife towns--beloved of wandering artists and haunted by memories and traditions of the olden time--that are sprinkled along the coast eastward. Mention cannot be avoided of Wemyss, Easter and Wester, with their caves and coal-pits rendering upon the sea, and their castles, old and new; of tumbledown Methil and the "ancient and fish-like flavour" of Buckhaven; of Leven and Lundin, their Druidical stones and stretches of breezy links, the delight of golfers; of Largo, where the Law looks down upon "Largo Bay" and its brown-sailed fishing boats, upon the cottage of "Auld Robin Gray," and upon the birthplace of the famous Scottish admiral, Sir Andrew Wood, and of Alexander Selkirk, the "original" Robinson Crusoe; of Elie, most delightful of East Coast watering-places; of St. Monance and its picturesque old church and harbour and ruined tower; of Pittenweem and the remains of its priory, on the site of St. Fillan's cell; of Anstruther, Easter and Wester, the scene of "Anster Fair," and the home of Maggie Lauder; of Cellardyke, Kilrenny, and, quietest and remotest of them all, "the weel-aired ancient toun o' Crail," where Knox preached and Archbishop Sharp was "placed," situated close by Fife Ness, with its wind-twisted bents, its caves, and traces of Danish camps and forgotten fights. The smell and the sound of the sea are about all these Fife burghs and fishing villages, and not less saturated with romance and history are the old-fashioned mansion-houses of the lairds of the East Neuk, that seek shelter in every fold of the land. For Fife was the true soil of the "cock" or "bonnet" laird, whose proverbial heritage was "a wee pickle land, a good pickle debt, and a doo-cot." Little better than a ruined dove-cote--or "a corbie's nest," as the Merry Monarch called Dreel Castle, the old tower of the Anstruthers--shows many a crumbled seat of the long-pedigreed Fife gentry. But they were the nurseries of famous men--witness the Leslies, Alexander and David, and a host besides--who found not only their native shire but their native country too narrow a field for their talents and their ambition. In this, as in other respects, the shores of Fife offer an epitome of Scottish history, and the quintessence of Scottish character.