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A VETERAN * CUMMER/ 



On nth September, Harry Marr, one of the old Bempton 

 chmbers, died suddenly at Buckton from heart failure. A 

 son of the soil, born and bred in Bempton, and a typical East 

 Yorkshireman, his speech, manners and gait smacked strongly 

 of the Shakespearian ' Flavour of the saltness of time,' and all 

 frequenters of the cliff must regret the disappearance of this 

 picturesque figure, one of the few remaining links with a past 



\ Photo by Oxiey GyabJiatii.] 



Harry Marr and his 'cHmming' outfit. 



generation. He was sixty-three years old at the time of his 

 death, and had earned his living from boyhood by working on 

 the land, like most of the climbing fraternity. In appearance 

 he was tall and handsome. 



At the age of thirty, not being engaged at the hirings, and 

 consequently having little to do, he joined Ned Hodgson's 

 gang on the Bempton and Speeton Cliffs — that veteran who 



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