From a Photo taken with a No. 5 Poco Camera by M. Heavisides. I pass the clean bright church and its buildings, and, walking onwards, observe that the residencies are built of freestone, which gives them a substantial appearance. The decades of their age is marked by the varying roofs, as they embrace thatch, flags, tiles and slates… I arrive at the quaint and ancient hostelry of the “Red Lion,� which is to be my headquarters for a short period. On entering, I explain to the hostess that I am a stranger to Cotherstone- have heard of the rustic old Mill on the Balder, the Fairy Cupboards, Thor’s Gill, etc., and desire a guide to those interesting places. A bright-eyed girl, of about seven summers, with peach blossom cheeks and dark lustrous eyes is asked to accompany me, but she doesn’t know the way to the Fairy Cupboards; so Hilton, her brother, a year older, is brought forth. He possesses a beaming face and good-natured expression, and readily assents to be my escort. They partake of light refreshment, and now we are off on our adventures full of mirth.