Old Sports and Sportsmen; or, the Willey Country: with sketches of Squire Forester and his whipper-in Tom MoodyRandall, John
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Old Sports and Sportsmen; or, the Willey Country: with sketches of Squire Forester and his whipper-in Tom Moody
Randall, John
Forester, George, -1811; Hunting -- England -- Shropshire; Shropshire (England) -- History
The Hermitage, with its caves hewn out of the solid sand rock, by the
road which led through the forest in the direction of Worfield, meets us
with the tradition that here the brother of King Athelstan came seeking
retirement from the world, and ended his days within sight of the queenly
Severn. Besides tradition, however, evidence exists to shew that this
eremetical cave, of Saxon origin, under the patronage of the crown, was
occupied by successive hermits, each being ushered to the cell with royal
seal and patent, in the same way as a dean, constable, or sheriff was
introduced to his office; as in the case of John Oxindon (Edward III.,
1328), Andrew Corbrigg (Edward III., 1333), Edmund de la Marc (Edward
III., 1335), and Roger Boughton (Edward III., 1346). From the frequency
of the presentations, it would appear either that these hermits must have
been near the termination of their pilgrimage when they were inducted, or
that confinement to a damp cell did not agree with them: indeed, no one
looking at the place itself would consider it was a desirable one to live
in.
Other names not less significant of the former features of the country
occur, as Stoneydale, Copy Foot, Sandy Burrow, Quatford Wyches, and Hill
House Flat,—where the remains of an old forest oak may still be seen. In
addition to these we find Briery Hurst, Rushmoor Hill, Spring Valley,
Stanmore Grove, and Essex Fall, the latter being at the head of a ravine,
half concealed by wood, where tradition alleges the Earl of Essex,
grandson of the Earl who founded St. James’s, a refuge, a little lower
down, for sick and suffering pilgrims, which had unusual forest
privileges allowed by royal owners, was killed whilst hunting. Here too,
higher up on the hill, may still be seen the remains of the old Forest
Lodge, which, with its picturesque scenes, must have been associated with
the visits of many a noble steward and forest-ranger. Many a hunter of
the stag and wild boar has on the walls of this old Lodge hung up his
horn and spear, as he sought rest and refreshment for the night.
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