From Stuart.
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But according to some, Wayland has far more onerous
responsibilities than shoeing the horses of passing way farers…
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A group of local lads were enjoying a drink
one evening at the White Horse Inn, Woolstone,
when an unknown man wearing old fashioned garb
entered and ordered a pint of the local beverage.
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He wore a leather apron, a tall hat,
and he took his drink and sat
to one side of the ale-house by himself…
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After awhile the sound of a horn rang out
and could be heard
echoing eerily through the vale…
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Startled from his reverie by the horn,
the stranger leapt to his feet and hobbled
out into the night, his pint unfinished.
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As the uncanny sound faded over the downs
the locals looked out and up to the hillside
to find that the White Horse was gone!
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When dawn broke…
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