The Life of a Great Sportsman 



best cry I ever heard for nearly an hour. Fox dead beat and 

 to ground near View Gate. 



" May 5th. Meet : The Kennels. The last day. Charlie 

 (Lord Yarborough) came back from India on the ist. As rain 

 came and the weather very cold we went out to kill a May fox. 

 Unfortunately there was bad scent in Roxton Wood. Hounds 

 rather short of work. Ground foiled in the wood and did not 

 like to go to Mausoleum Woods as there were two litters of 

 cubs." 



This leaf ends that part of my brother's Hunting Diaries, 

 but I have quoted enough to show what he held to be the 

 duties of a Huntsman Amateur or Professional. I think even 

 to those who do not understand the inner practical working of 

 fox hunting it will be clear that what is worth doing at all is 

 worth doing well, and whether or not they sympathize with my 

 brother's work in this direction they must admit his was at least 

 work well done. 



J3 2 



