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in among the trees.
As it drew near our lunch hour and there not being any diner on the train; it was necessary to send word ahead to have lunch baskets put on our train for us at one of the stations. They were done up very neatly and we enjoyed having our lunch that way when travelling.

At Wadebridge an uninteresting place, we had to wait three hours so to make connections for half an hours ride to Camelford. Reaching Camelford we still had before us a four mile ride by coach to Tintagel.

After leaving Wadebridge it seemed to be a slate district and at Delabole the train passed very near a large slate quarry. One hundred and fifty thousand tons have been taken from the quarry every year since the time of Elizabeth. It has been worked during so many years it looks like a deep yawning chasm.
 
At Camelford we were glad to climb into the coach for Tintagel. The drive to Tintagel was slow; for the road was narrow and twisted up and down between piled up slate banks with masses of ferns and green vegetation. The evening was balmy and the air sweet with the odor of the ferns, so we found