There were no footmarks on the ground, for each wind swept like a great brush over the sand surface, stippling the traces of the last travellers till the surface was again a pattern of innumerable tiny virgin waves.

My Lords, I thank my noble friend for that aristophrenic reply. Will the Government consider setting up a fund on the lines of the National Heritage Fund which, within its resources, would make matching grants for money raised by appeals in the private sector?

[W]e ſee that the very aire it ſelfe is never conglaciate nor frozen, nor hardened, conſidering that miſts, fogs and clouds are no congealations, but onely gatherings and thickenings of a moiſt and vapourous aire: for the true aire indeed vvhich hath no vapour at all and is altogether drie, admitteth no ſuch refrigeration as may alter it to that degree and heigth.

Never was a town better epitheted.