Welsh Journals

Mr. John Griffith wrote as follows on the above :— "It is surprising to me that George Owen, Lord of Kemes did not include the Moylgrove cauldron in his chapter on the natural wonders of Pembrokeshire. It is well known at Moyl- grove that for ages the cauldron has been the show-place of the parish. Visitors are even now attracted to the place; but, in times past, I have learnt from the natives that, besides the cauldron itself, there were at least two still more powerful attractions on the spot-a well and a witch. Then, be it remembered, that right opposite the creek is a 'castle,' which Fenton compares with Tintagel. The only cottage on the head- land where the 'castle' is situate is called Pen y Castell. Athwart the slope of Pen y Castell is a finely-constructed bridle- path, which leads to the castle. It is from near this bridle-path that the best view of the cauldron can be obtained. I went first with Mr. Wade-Evans to see the place. Soon after, I accompanied his brother, Rev. J. T. Evans, to the spot, when the latter took some kodak views of the cauldron. It was on the second visit that we heard of a famous well on the 'castle' side of the creek. We did not see the well, but under- stood its name to be Ffynnon Halen. There was nothing in such a name, we thought, except an indication of its mineral character. Some months later, I went all alone to Trewyddel to scout and follow up any chance trail. I concentrated my attention on nothing in particular. I appeared among the parishioners of that fag-end of Kemes like a very Micawber, looking for some- thing to turn up. 1 was extremely fortunate in discovering' at Moylgrove a village blacksmith, David Davies, who knows all there is to know about Moylgrove as it is, and its history, as much of it as the people to-day know. I was led to make my third journey after a chat with the Rev. Llewelyn Griffiths, Dinas, whose father, I understood, had lived at Moylgrove, and he himself knew the cauldron well. When I mentioned Fynnon Halen, he corrected and said its name is Fynnon Alan. When he was a lad at Moylgrove, he learned of it, as a thing which had happened just then-that somebody saw a mermaid at Pwll v Wrach, with long hair, waving all arm out of the water. "In the meantime, a letter from a gentleman interested in Mr. Wade-Evans's discovery reminded me that we had not dis- covered a Ty Llwyd, at Moylgrove. That was simply because not one of us thought of inquiring for such a place. Somewhere half-way from Newport to Moylgrove, I met a farmer, who told