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CHAPTER XXIL 



A Red Letter Day in Wensleydale. 



WEDNESDAY, March 6th, 1907, was 

 indeed a red letter day in Wensleydale. 

 There was a joint meet of Mr. Scrope's 

 and the Wensleydale hounds at Palmer Flatt, by 

 the invitation of Mr. Tomlinson, to hunt a brace 

 of foxes. It was, indeed, a day that Dalesmen 

 will not readily forget, for there were many 

 hundreds present, apparently from every part 

 of the valley. The day was most beautifully 

 fine, after a long and continuous spell of frost 

 and snow, the hills stood out in grand bold 

 relief, whilst old Penhill basking in the sun's 

 rosy beams was a picture to be remembered. 

 The sky was clear, the atmosphere so bright 



