Various huntsmen ignored the holy day. One hunted on Dartmoor all Saturday till night fell. On and on he went round and round the hillside till it was midnight – and Sunday. Instantly he and his hounds were turned to stone, and on rough nights at Hound Tor they can be heard moaning and baying.
From ‘Some examples of post-reformation folklore in Devon’ by Theo Brown
Folklore, Vol. 72, No. 2. (Jun., 1961), pp. 388-399.