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VII. 



ON M US BURY CASTLE. 



A STEEP pull up the hillside, through the 

 lanes cut for rabbit-shooting among the gorse 

 and bracken, leads us at last to the old pre- 

 historic earthwork or ' castle ' which crowns 

 the top of Musbury Hill. The glorious view 

 from the breezy summit rewards one well for 

 the trouble of climbing. In the foreground 

 the furze or heather on the slopes is quaintly 

 divided into formal squares of golden blossom 

 by the little parallel avenues, down which 

 innumerable white tails of rabbits disappear 

 twinkling into the burrows at every step we 

 take. Near the foot of the hill, just before 

 reaching the valley, an apple orchard stands 



