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through two villages, called respectively Walk- 
hampton and Sampford Spiney, and debouching on 
the road from Tavistock to Princetown, near Mer- 
rivale Bridge. Could we not follow this road ? So 
we turned off from the main line, and after many 
windings and askings reached Walkhampton in 
safety. Now for Sampford Spiney. “ Can we get 
this way,” we inquired of a farmer, “ to Sampford 
Spiney ?” 
£C Yes, sure; but you’ll find it a long way round, 
and a cruel bad road,” was the answer. 
We crept on for some distance, and beginning 
to think we ought to be near our destination, in¬ 
quired our way of an old woman who sat at the 
door of her cottage, knitting. 
“Stop!” she cries, “I’m hard of hearing; I’ll 
come close. Where b’ye gauen?” 
“ To Princetown.” 
“ To Princetown! Why,you ought to have turned 
a long way back.” 
“We know that; but we came this way to see the 
country.” 
“ Oh, my dear soul!” she exclaims, in astonish¬ 
ment at the idea; “ well sure! so you come this 
way to see the country! Well, you must go down 
through the grove, and on and on till you come to 
a farmhouse, and the folks will direct you. Dear 
