The Farm of the Dagger [antikvár]

THE FARM OF THE DAGGER. CHAPTER I. dagger farm to-day. There is a road, of almost Roman straightness, that cuts the central wastes of Dartmoor and connects the town of Tavistock with the village oi Moretonhampstead, twenty miles distant. About midway this track leaps down over the broad brow of Merripit Hill, plunges into the hamlet of Postbridge, and crosses the eastern arm of Dart. A few yards below this passage there shall still be seen, spanning the river, an ancient and famous bridge of the sort known as " cyclopean." It is dry-built with enormous masses of granite, and may be considered of a handsome but not remote antiquity. In the eighteenth century, and perhaps earlier, our forefathers' pack-horses passed that way. Now, turning from the highroad and pursuing the river southward, there shall presently appear upon the