From a Photo taken with a No. 5 Poco Camera by M. Heavisides At last we arrive at the Fairy Cupboards, and our presence is announced by a Cuckoo from a neighbouring tree. My young friends, greatly excited, step quickly down the ledges of rock on to the huge steps underneath, and old-fashionedly inspect the abode of the fairies. I follow, and gaze with deep-felt pleasure on the scene around. Overhead is a canopy of Spring’s young foliage, rendered almost transparent by the glinting rays of the sun piercing through, and turning around I watch the rush of the tumbling water as it breaks over the rocks in mid-stream. Next I critically inspect the curious formation of the Cupboards, and find they are held by rounded pillars, the result of the unceasing workings of Nature for thousands of years. Little Gladys, who is nearby, turns her head to me, and in her child-like innocent and witching manner, exclaims, “See what a little hole they go in!� I next assist my companions to climb the ledges and retrace our steps to Wooden Croft.