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Page 504.— In the deep fork of Amerdale. “At the extremity of the parish of Burnsall, the valley of Wharf forks off into two great branches, one of which retains the name of Wharfdale, to the source of the river; the other is usually called Littondale, but more anciently and properly Amerdale. Dernbrook, which runs along an obscure valley from the north-west, is derived from a Teutonic word, signifying concealment."--Dr. Whitaker. Page 505.- When the bells of Rylstone played
Their Sabbath music—“ God us ayde.” On one of the bells of Rylstone Church, which seems coeval with the building of the tower, is this cipher, J. N. for John Norton, and the motto, “ God us ayde."
Page 506. — The grassy rock-encircled pound Which is thus described by Dr. Whitaker:~"On the plain summit of the hill are the foundations of a strong wall, stretching from the southwest to the north-east corner of the tower, and to the edge of a very deep glen. From this glen, a ditch, several hundred yards long, runs south to another deep and rugged ravine. On the north and west, where the banks are very steep, no wall or mound is discoverable, paling being the only fence that could stand on such ground."
From the “Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border," it appears that such pounds for deer, sheep, &c., were far from being uncommon in the south of Scotland. The principle of them was something like that of a wire mouse-trap. On the declivity of a steep hill, the bottom and sides of which were fenced so as to be impassable, a wall was constructed nearly level with the surface on the outside, yet so high within, that without wings it was impossible to escape in the opposite direction. Care was probably taken that these enclosures should contain better feed than the neighbouring parks or forests; and whoever is acquainted with the habits of these sequacious animals, will easily conceive, that if the leader was once tempted to descend into the snare, a herd would follow.
I cannot conclude without recommending to the notice of all lovers of beautiful scenery, Bolton Abbey and its neighbourhood. This enchanting pot belongs to the Duke of Devonshire.