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hunt. My old master, the late Mr. Chaworth 

 Musters, was another of the fine old English gentle- 

 men born and bred for sport, for I am sure his 

 happiest days were spent with hounds. I went 

 to him as huntsman to the South Notts in 1867, 

 with the understanding that he would take a better 

 country as soon as one became vacant, arid two 

 seasons later we migrated with his pack to the 

 Quorn. Mr. Chaworth Musters came of a long 

 line of sporting ancestors, and in a letter to me, 

 dated December 10, 1871, he wrote: 'My grand- 

 father began to hunt hounds about 1805, and his last 

 pack were sold at Colwick in 1845. He used to hunt 

 with his father's hounds my great-grandfather 

 which were kept at Colwick, but whether he ever 

 hunted them himself or not I do not know. He 

 hunted first of all and certainly last of all in this 

 country, the South Notts, the same which I hunt 

 now, and which his father hunted before him. He 

 also hunted the Pytchley two or three seasons, 

 the Badsworth one season, the South wold several, 

 and, like Colonel "Jack" Thompson, the Ather- 

 stone.' Old Mr. " Jack " Musters, the grandfather, 

 lived in the days when there were giants in the 

 land, the golden age as it is called, and, like Squire 

 Osbaldistone, he was very active and fond of feats 

 of strength. On one occasion he made a bet that 

 he would jump in and out of twelve sugar -casks 

 placed all in a row in Nottingham market-place, 

 and I believe he accomplished the feat. It was his 

 delight to pound the field and get away with 

 hounds all by himself. To ensure this, he would 



