remarkably fine, the wall-flowers most fragrant. Irish ivy is however larger and finer. The well-known lines—
"On a rock whose haughty brow
Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood"
present to the imagination an idea of a grandeur of rock and waterfall that you do not find near the castle. Old Conway's "foaming flood" is a small river flowing close to the rocky site on which the castle is built; the rock is of slate stone, and in digging for slate some hundred years ago the foundation of one of the old towers was undermined, and a part fell in; the work was stopped, and the old castle is still in fine preservation. The oriel window in the Queen's tower is to be admired, and the banquet-hall must have been very handsome. Quitting the castle I went to the church,—a very handsome old one, if viewed from within, and very old and curious if viewed externally. It contains some ancient and curious monuments: on a flat stone in the chancel the name of Archer attracted my attention; on it is this inscription:—
Here lyeth y^e body of
Rich^d Hookes of Conway
Gent—who was the 41^{st} child
of his father W^m Hookes
Esq^{re} by Alice his wife
and y^e father of 27 children
who died y^e 20 day of march
1631
N.B. This stone was revived
in the year 1720
att y^e charge of john
Hookes Esq^{re}
and since by Tho^s
Bradley and W^m Archer Esq^{res}
I find this Richard Hookes was a relation of the Archers, which accounts for their care in reviving this curious account of the number of his family. In the street, a little above the Hotel, is a large and handsome house, called the Plas nwyd, or
