[837] Rude Stone Monuments, p. 131.
[838] “His feathers were all ruffled for he had been grossly handled by a glove not of silk, but of wool, so he preened and plumed himself carefully with his beak.”
[839] Folklore, xxix., No. 3, p. 195.
[840] P. 165.
[841] At Bickley in Kent there is a Shawfield Park, which may be connoted with the Bagshaw’s Cavern at Buxton.
[842] By Chee Tor is Monsal Dale, and we may reasonably connote sal and “salt” with Silbury and Sol: into the waters of the Solway Firth flows the river Eden or Ituna, and doubtless the Edinburgh by Salisbury Crags is older than any Saxon Edwin or Scandinavian Odin. (Since writing I find it was originally named Dunedin, cf. Morris Jones, Sir G., Taliesin.)
[843] Odyssey, Book I., 67.
[844] Chapter I.
[845] From an article by Dr. Paul Carus in The Open Court.
[846] The fine megalith now standing half a mile distant at “The Den” was transported from Devonshire about a century ago—no doubt with the idea of tripping some unwary archæologist.