. Memories of the Tennysons . MRS. TENNVSDN. FOLK-LORE AT SOMERSBY. 57 Four miles north or north-east of Skegness layGibraltar Point, a very sea-wilderness. The sea atlow tide went out of sight, and left samphire-coveredflats and tiny rivulets of salt sea water and cockles ;further and further it receded and left bare to thesunshine miles on miles of mud that shone likeburnished ore. Nothing but the great stakes thatguided the fisher-boats at flow of tide, broke the levelprospect, save here and there a rusted anchor orthe ribs of a wreck. The silence of the vast worldof mud and sand and samphi
. Memories of the Tennysons . MRS. TENNVSDN. FOLK-LORE AT SOMERSBY. 57 Four miles north or north-east of Skegness layGibraltar Point, a very sea-wilderness. The sea atlow tide went out of sight, and left samphire-coveredflats and tiny rivulets of salt sea water and cockles ;further and further it receded and left bare to thesunshine miles on miles of mud that shone likeburnished ore. Nothing but the great stakes thatguided the fisher-boats at flow of tide, broke the levelprospect, save here and there a rusted anchor orthe ribs of a wreck. The silence of the vast worldof mud and sand and samphire was only disturbedby the cry of stints or curlew ; it was to this sea-wilderness, devoid of man, that Alfred Tennysondelighted to wander. It was by pure accident Ilearned this. Once, going in to rest at the only farm-houseseen for miles near Gibraltar Point, I fell to talkingwith the old inhabitant. He had just been gettinghis crop of pears, and pointed out the way in whichthe earwigs had made havoc with some of them. Stra
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