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"A ship is as well known here if she belongs to this part of the coast as a house is known in the Midlands. Well, if she's doomed, Madge and it ain't only Madge neither will see her days before she comes to her end. This Firefly, for example, belonged to Polwheel, and had been away for weeks." "But still she was expected home?" interrogated Richard.
Among the rocks near the summit is a cave in which an old Squire Elford was concealed when the Parliamentary troopers were in search of him. Polwheel in his "Devon" mentions it. "Here, I am informed, Elford used to hide himself from the search of Cromwell's party, to whom he was obnoxious.
She grew up to be a lovely woman, and the Squire of Polwheel at that time for his race has died out since fell in love with her; he treated her very ill, and she died broken-hearted, at Gethin, and was buried in our church-yard, where I can show you the tomb." "And did no punishment overtake the scoundrel Squire?" "Yes.
Far from ridiculing her superstitions, he led her on to talk of them; he did not much mind what she talked about so long as he could look at her and listen. "But why were the Polwheel mermaids so cruel, Harry? I always imagine them bright and beautiful beings, with golden hair almost as long as yours, and with nothing to do but to comb it."
The Gethin Castle Inn was a much better house of entertainment than might have been looked for in a spot so secluded from the world, and far from the great arteries of travel. A coast-road passed through the little village leading from Turlock to the now almost disused harbor at Polwheel, and that was the sole means of getting to Gethin save on foot or horseback.
She was so like his dead love to look at that he was frightened at first, but she smiled and beckoned to him, and then, clasping him in her arms, leaped into the sea, and drowned him; and in the storm that arose that night the merry maids filled up the harbor." "That was hard upon Polwheel," observed Richard, "though the Squire only got what he deserved. He must have been a bad lot."
"Well, a mermaid was once cruelly treated by a Polwheel man he fell in love with her, and deserted her and then her sisters choked up the harbor bar." "But how did he come to court the mermaid? That must have been difficult; though, if I saw you sitting under water yonder, I should certainly dive, and try." "You would have no breath to make me pretty speeches then," said Harry, demurely.
"This mermaid was, however, a changed child. A Polwheel woman was bathing her infant in the pool yonder beneath that arched rock, when it suddenly gave a cry of joy, and leaped from her arms into the sea. She thought it was drowned, but it came up the next instant more beautiful and bright than ever.
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