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  Finding a Forgotten Devon Author's Grandmother; Who was Edith Dart’s Granny Jane Sampson? Lanes, distant moor and ‘Lydcott’, a farm (once home of my mother Clarice Green Sampson) in area of  South Tawton, Taw Green & Sampford Courtenay Cover of PlayBook Sareel Writing the Devon Rural  It was a long low house, with whitewashed cob walls and a thatched roof, cowering underneath the shelter of a tor, with only a little patch of garden ground, roughly fenced in, separating it from the open land that stretched away from it on either side. On one hand there was cultivated land that had been snatched from the jealous moor in other days, when public rights were less authoritative than at present; but it was a small portion only, kept from returning to its wild state by constant toil and unremitting efforts. The granite boulders pushed through the surface everywhere, the garden was no more than a handful of earth above it, where only hardy plants and a few straggling bu...

Remembering Edith Dart, Crediton’s Edwardian Novelist and Poet; 'As a novelist in “Miriam,” in “Likeness,” in “Rebecca Drew,” and especially in “Sareel,” Devon lives again':

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  Remembering Edith Dart, Crediton’s Edwardian Novelist and Poet; As a novelist in “Miriam,” in “Likeness,” in “Rebecca Drew,” and especially in “Sareel,” Devon lives again' (Quotation from Obituary for Edith Dart by Mary Patricia Willcocks) The Grand Affair General Buller's Return to Crediton 1900 I am grateful to staff at Crediton Museum for locating the image. ‘Miss Edith Dart, attired in a costume of purple tweed with longer black picture hat presented Lady Audrey Buller with a magnificent shower bouquet with red, white and blue favours’. (The Scotsman 2 November 1900). General Buller's Return to Crediton 1900 I am grateful to staff at Crediton Museum for locating this image.        As far as I’m aware the vivid depiction in the passage above picturing  the young writer and  Crediton born woman who, at the time the article from which this quote was written and published in The Scotsman, 2nd November 1900, was about 27, is the only extant descriptio...