10 THE WARWICKSHIRE HUNT. 



close to Chesterton Windmill, which generally provide a 

 fox, Bishop's Gorse being an absolute certainty. 



Tlien we come to Friday, and here we have again quite 

 a different class of country. The plough is more frequent, 

 though light, the fences smaller, and the brooks come 

 oftener. There are no woodlands, and the district is hilly, 

 which makes it difficult always to be with hounds ; but 

 we need only mention such fixtures as Wroxton Abbey, 

 Broughton Castle, Swalcliffe Park, Broom Hill Grorse, Upton 

 House, Radway Grange, Burton Dassett, and last, but 

 not least, Farnborough, to remind our readers of many 

 glorious runs in days gone by, filling them with many 

 joyful anticipations of sport in the future. As long as 

 England lasts, foxhunting will be popular on the great 

 table land which terminates on the north with the line of 

 the Edge Hills. In no part are the farmers and labourers 

 more friendly to the sport, and nowhere do country gentle- 

 men take more pains to preserve foxes. Lord North's 

 attachment to the chase is too well known to be mentioned, 

 and the drawing Wroxton Coverts blank is to him a dire 

 cahimity. Well do we remember the day when, at a meet 

 after tlie Banbury Ball, it was announced that Miister Fox 

 had broken into the pheasant aviary and slain forty or 

 more of the occupants,* or the cheerful and even school- 

 boy spirit in which his lordship met the chaff of those 

 who had assembled at his hospitable mansion. The 

 sight of the county pack as they meet outside the 

 beautiful and historic abbey is a picture indeed, and 

 long may it be before the central figures of it are missed. 

 In the preservation of foxes he is ably seconded by 

 Colonel Norris, who has succeeded to the best traditions of 

 Swalcliffe Park, and takes that interest in Wiggington 

 Heath and its surroundings, which the historic character of 

 this ancient gorse and broom stronghold demands ; while the 

 present tenant of Broughton Castle, Mr. Fane Gladwin, is a 

 genuine foxhunter, and makes up a trio of " Three Jolly 



* What he enjoyed most was packing them up in a hamper and sending them to 

 Colonel North in Arlington-street. — W. R. V. 



