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o’clock this morning’. But at
some point things went
wrong, and after several
attacks of cramp, and ‘a
strained leg’, he was
compelled to abandon the
attempt on the fourth day
having managed twenty-
seven miles. ‘Folly Bridge
may to some sound like an
appropriate starting point for
such an enterprise,’ remarked
one journalist, but Easton had
‘plenty of pluck . . . He is, I