THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

And then the darkness of coming night began to intensify the heavy gloom of the fog.  But the brave, hardy little chaps did not give up or lose either heart or head in their trouble.  They were lost, and they must spend the night on the open moor. Well then, they must make the best of it, and do what they could towards making the inevitable as bearable as they could.  And so they looked out a hollow way worn by the feet of the sheep, and dry, and sheltered in a growth of tall ling; and then they pulled some more ling to hap themselves withal, and munching some of the gifts of food they had got at the different farms they had visited, they prepared to spend the night as comfortably as wet boots and stockings and damp clothes would permit.

Atkinson/Parish