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of time and invested the camp on all sides. No reinforcements came to join the 
insurgents, and want of food soon compelled Sir James Croft and his partisans to 
cut their way through the besieging forces, and they only succeeded in doing so 
by a considerable loss of men, for the greater part were either killed or made 
prisoners. This fight, sometimes called the battle of Leominster, silenced for a 
long time the protestant interest in this part of the country, and was thought of 
so much consequence by Queen Mary’s Council, that honours and preferments 
were immediately awarded to the victors. Bishop Harley, who had only been 
consecrated a few months before, was deposed, on the plea of his being a married 
priest, to make way for Bishop Purfew, who was translated from St. Asaph to 
the See of Hereford (1554), and he held it until his death in 1557. The honour 
of knighthood was conferred on Street; and an extensive charter was granted to 
the citizens of Leominster. 
It was this untoward conspiracy that caused Lady Jane Grey and her young 
husband to be hurried to the scaffold. Sir James Croft escaped, but afterwards 
surrendered himself to the Council at Ludlow, who sent him a prisoner to the 
Tower of London. He was convicted of treason, but obtained immediate pardon 
through the intercession of the Earl of Arundel. Bishop Harley also escaped, and 
died in obscurity about the year 1557. 
There is no record of any military occupation of Ivington Camp for the last 
three hundred years. Its excluded position rendered it unavailable during the 
civil war, and there has happily been no other occasion on which it would have 
been useful. It has thus been surrendered to the peaceful occupation of agricul- 
ture. Woods cover its bold entrenchments; wheat is cultivated in its inner camp; 
whilst peas, turnips, and mangolds are grown in the outer one. The view from 
the camp on every side, when the trees will allow you to see them, are as extensive 
and beautiful as they are rich and luxuriant. It is seldom visited, except by the 
foxhunters, sportsmen, or an occasional archeologist of unusual zeal. A poet, 
however, has been here, and his description thus given is singularly appropriate— 
“ Here Lugg and Arrow urge their wandering way, 
Flame on the view beneath the fervid ray. 
Rich pastures here, and swelling lawns invite, 
And all Arcadia charms the raptur’d sight. 
There bounteous Ceres waves her golden stores, 
Here all her blooming wealth Pomona pours. 
Here the aspiring hop’s luxuriant bine 
Climbs the iall pole and wavers in the wind. 
What radient tints adorn the enamell’d ground, 
What rich Sabeian odours float around !" — Maurice. 
These fragmentary sketches of local history will remind you all of the very 
valuable addition that has recently been made to the literature of the county. 
The publication of a third volume to Duncumb’s History of the County, by Mr. 
W. H. Cooke, M.A., Q.C., &c., &e., is a subject of the highest interest and im- 
portance to all Herefordshire men. The Woolhope Club welcomes its publication 
most cordially, and heartily congratulates its author on its appearance. This 
volume completes the Greytree Hundred, on the southern side of the county. It 
shows throughout the great pains that have been taken to render it exact ; and it 
is, moreover, so well written, and so full of local interest that it should take its 
place in every library of importance in the county. Though it does not refer to 
