The Herald. To the right of the Churchwarden's stave Miss Hough is standing with her sister. The Houghs lived at White Crags and each year it was the signal for the procession to proceed when these ladies arrived with large poles tipped with cascading flowering rushes. These unusal rushes had small delicate pink flowers. When the Rushbearing Hymn was sung every child and every local adult knew the words with no recourse to a hymn sheet. The older natives of the village still remember the words.