r un chariot traine par de grands boeufs
Le bons vieux Corneli se sauvait devant eux;
Or, voici que la mer, terrible aussi l'arrete;
Alors, le saint prelat, du haut de sa charrette
Tend la main: les soldats, tels qu'ils etaient ranges,
En autant de menhirs, voyez! furent changes.
Telle est notre croyance, et personne n'ignore
Que le patron des boeufs c'est ici qu'on l'honore;
Aux lieux ou la charrette et le saint ont passes,
Le froment pousse encor plus vert et plus presse."
BRIZEUX.
St. Cornely is the patron of bullocks. When a beast is ill, his owner buys
an image of St. Cornely, and hangs it up in the stable till its recovery.
In the church of Carnac is a series of fresco paintings portraying the
principal events of his life, and outside, a sculpture representing him
between two bullocks. The head of St. Cornely is preserved here; the
pulpit is of forged iron, and in the sacristy is shown a silver gilt
monstrance of the Louis XIV. period, with a representation of the Supper
at Emmaus, chased in relief round the foot. We walked to the Mont St.
Michel, a tumulus of stones with sepulchral dolmen, opened in 1862, but
now closed. It was found to contain objects of the "Stone" age, a number
of jade celts from four to sixteen inches long, some perforated beads and
pendents for a necklace, and there were traces of burnt bones. Like most
monuments of Celtic origin, these tumuli were regarded with religious
veneration; and the first teachers of Christianity, to enlist the old
worship to the cause of truth, marked each of these monuments with the
symbol of the new faith. Thus the cross was placed on the menhir, and a
chapel built upon Mont St. Michel, and, as we have before seen, on Mont
Dol, and other high places of Druidic worship. The little chapel dedicated
to St. Michel, which surmounts the tumulus, forms a conspicuous landmark
from every point, and commands a most extensive view over the stones of
Carnac ranged in their eleven lines, on a treeless plain, the Morbihan,
and the long dreary peninsula of Quiberon.
Returning by another route, we alighted at the inn at Plouharnel to see a
collection of jade celts, gold torques, and necklaces of beads, found in
the neighbourhood, belonging to the landlord, M. Bail, who has them all
arranged in a frame. They were discovered in a group of dolmens near the
village, opened in 1830, consisting of three grottos or allees co
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