Among the unnumbered shapes, which, as our poet so truly sings, By Nature strangely form'd,-fantastic, vast, The silent desert throng, Bowerman's tor will always occupy a position of highest rank, for its singular natural conformation, and for the legendary recollections with which it is associated. Among the numerous masses by which the hill-side is plentifully strewn, may be observed one, so well suited for the purposes of a logan-stone, that very little artificial adaptation would be required to impart to it considerable vibratory motion. A trackline connects the tor with another tor, southward, on the same hill. From this headland we look down upon Manaton, and observe immediately below, the Cyclopean elliptical inclosure, near it, as already described. Leaving the height, and proceeding southward, we shall soon enter the Ashburton Road, and passing through a moor-gate, shall not fail to remark a lofty tor on the left, the north front of which presents the appearance of a mimic castellated building, with two bold projecting bastions. On closer examination, we shall find it to be Houndtor, one of the most interesting of the tors on the moor. The top of the hill is flanked by two colossal walls piled up of huge granite masses, sixty, eighty, and in some places, probably, a hundred feet high, with an open space between, forming an esplanade where Titan sentinels might have paced along, or rebel giants might have held a council of war. Returning from Houndtor, about a furlong S., we shall pass the kistvaen described above, (p. 35,) and follow the Ashburton Road until at the foot of Rippon Tor, where a road diverges to the left, which will soon bring us to Heytor,—which, from its commanding position on the south-eastern frontier of the moor, at the head of a wide expanse of declivities which slope directly down to the level country, (through which the great mailroads, from Exeter to Plymouth, pass by Totnes and Ashburton, in full view of the tor for many miles,) is probably more generally known and admired than any other of its granite kindred of the waste. Heytor rises from the brow of the hill with sombre grandeur, in two distinct piles; and when viewed from the neighbourhood of Kingsteignton, and other adjacent lowlands, under the influence of a sullen and cloudy sky, presents a singularly accurate resemblance |