Look at the hill- side yonder.

What do you make of those ?" The whole steep slope was covered with gray circular rings of stone, a score of them at least.
"What are they?
Sheep-pens ?" "No, they are the homes of our worthy ancestors.

Prehistoric man lived thickly on the moor, and as no one in particular has lived there since, we find all his little arrangements exactly as he left them.

These are his wigwams with the roofs off.

You can even see his hearth and his couch if you have the curiosity to go inside.
"But it is quite a town.