Legend Land, Vol. 1

Legend Land, Vol. 1, by Various

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Title: Legend Land, Vol. 1 Being a collection of some of the Old Tales told in those Western Parts of Britain served by The Great Western Railway.
Author: Various
Release Date: December 23, 2006 [EBook #20170]
Language: English
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G.W.R: The Line to Legend Land
THE HURLERS Page 8 PERRAN SANDS Page 12 ST ALLEN Page 16 ZENNOR Page 4 ST MICHAEL'S MOUNT Page 20 THE LOOE BAR Page 24 "FURRY DAY SONG" Page 52
Vol. One Front End]
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LEGEND LAND
Being a collection of some of the OLD TALES told in those Western Parts of Britain served by the GREAT WESTERN RAILWAY, now retold by LYONESSE
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VOLUME ONE
Published in 1922 by THE GREAT WESTERN RAILWAY [FELIX J. C. POLE, GENERAL MANAGER] PADDINGTON STATION, LONDON

CONTENTS AND ILLUSTRATIONS
The Mermaid of Zennor Page 4 The Stone Men of St. Cleer 8 How St. Piran Came to Cornwall 12 The Lost Child of St. Allen 16 The Giants who Built the Mount 20 The Tasks of Tregeagle 24 The Lady of Llyn-y-Fan Fach 28 St. David and His Mother 32 The Vengeance of the Fairies 36 The Old Woman who Fooled the Devil 40 The Women Soldiers of Fishguard 44 How Bala Lake Began 48 The Furry Day Song (Supplement) 52
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This is a reprint in book form of the first series of The Line to Legend Land leaflets, together with a Supplement, "The Furry Day Song."
The Map at the beginning provides a guide to the localities of the six Cornish legends and the "Furry Day Song"; that at the back to the six stories of Wales.
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Printed by SPOTTISWOODE, BALLANTYNE & COMPANY LIMITED, One New Street Square, London, E.C.4

FOREWORD
In those older, simpler days, when reading was a rare accomplishment, our many times great-grandparents would gather round the blazing fire of kitchen or hall on the long, dark winter nights and pass away the hours before bedtime in conversation and story-telling.
The old stories were told again and again. The children learned them in their earliest years and passed them on to their children and grandchildren in turn. And, as is natural, in all this telling the stories changed little by little. New and more familiar characters were introduced, or a story-teller with more vivid imagination than his fellows would add a bit here and there to make a better tale of it.
But in origin most of these old legends date from the very dawn of our history. In a primitive form they were probably told round the camp-fires of that British army that went out to face invading C?sar.
Then with the spread of education they began to die. When many folk could read and books grew cheap there was no longer the need to call upon memory for the old-fashioned romances.
Yet there have always been those who loved the old tales best, and they wrote them down before it was too late, so that they might be preserved for ever. A few of them are retold briefly here.
All people should like the old stories; all nice people do. To them I commend these tales of Legend Land, in the hope that they may grow to love them and the countries about which they are written.
LYONESSE

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THE MERMAID OF ZENNOR
Carved on one of the pews in the church of Zennor in West Cornwall is a strange figure of a mermaid. Depicted with flowing hair, a mirror in one hand and a comb in the other, the Zennor folk tell a strange story about her.
Years and years ago, they say, a beautiful and richly dressed lady used to attend the church sometimes. Nobody knew where she came from, although her unusual beauty and her glorious voice caused her to be the subject of discussion throughout the parish.
So attractive was she that half the young men of the village fell in love with her, and one of them, Mathey Trewella, a handsome youth and one of the best singers in the neighbourhood, determined that he would discover who she was.
The beautiful stranger had smiled at him in church one Sunday, and after service he followed her as she walked away towards the cliffs.
Mathey Trewella never returned to Zennor, nor did the lovely stranger ever attend church again.
Years passed by, and Mathey's strange disappearance was almost forgotten when, one Sunday morning, a