There is a very scarce book in the possession of a gentleman of Warwick, written by one Dr. John Kay, or caius, in which he gives an account of the rare and peculiar animals of England in 1552.  In this he mentioned seeing the bones of the head and the vertebrae of the neck of an enormous animal at Warwick Castle.  He states that the shoulder blade was hung up by chains from the north gate of Coventry, and that a rib of the same animal was hanging up in the chapel of Guy, Earl of Warwick, and that the people fancied it to be the rib of a cow which haunted a ditch near Coventry, and did injury to many persons; and he goes on to imagine that this may be the bone of a bonasus or a urus.  He says, “It is probable many animals of this kind formerly lived in our England, being of old an island full of woods and forests, because even in our boyhood the horns of these animals were in common use at the table.”  The story of Sir Guy is furthermore quite romantic, and contains some circumstances very instructive to all ladies.  For the chronicler asserts, “that Dame Felye, daughter and heire to Erle Rohand, for her beauty called Fely le Belle, or Felys the Fayre, by true enheritance, was Countesse of Warwyke, and lady and wyfe to the most victoriouse Knight, Sir Guy, to whom in his woing tyme she made greate straungeres, and caused him, for her sake, to put himself in meny greate distresses, dangers, and perills; but when they were wedded, and b’en but a little season together, he departed from her, to her greate hevynes, and never was conversant with her after, to her understandinge.”  That this may not appear to be the result of any revengeful spirit on the part of Sir Guy, the chronicler goes on further to state his motives—­that, after his marriage, considering what he had done for a woman’s sake, he thought to spend the other part of his life for God’s sake, and so departed from his lady in pilgrim weeds, which raiment he kept to his life’s end.  After wandering about a good many years he settled in a hermitage, in a place not far from the castle, called Guy’s Cliff, and when his lady distributed food to beggars at the castle gate, was in the habit of coming among them to receive alms, without making himself known to her.  It states, moreover, that two days before his death an angel informed him of the time of his departure, and that his lady would die a fortnight after him, which happening accordingly, they were both buried in the grave together.  A romantic cavern, at the place called Guy’s Cliff, is shown as the dwelling of the recluse.  The story is a curious relic of the religious ideas of the times.