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it pointing to Swalcliife ; Ijut, turuiug to the left, tliey ran ou to Hook Norton, 

 and from there l)y Rollwright nearly to Whichford Wood. Time an hour, 

 nearly without a check. Rode Sutton. 



Lord North says fifty-five minutes, fast. 



The run on December .26th is tlie hist during that season 

 recorded in my diary, as during the remainder of the season 

 and after Christmas during the next five seasons, I hunted 

 with Mr. Tailby's hounds in Leicestershire, and saw a great 

 deal of very fine sport with them. At that time there was 

 only one railway through the country, whereas there are 

 now three, one of which goes through the Twyford Yale, 

 which is the finest part of Leicestershu'e. Mr. Tailby 

 hunted the entire country which is now hunted by the 

 Cottesmore and Mr. Fernie's hounds, and there were often 

 only a hundred people came out, and sometimes as few as 

 sixty. I hunted on Wednesdays with the P;)i]chley Hounds,, 

 and was out when the celebrated run from Waterloo Gorse 

 took place. Although a fine run, I think it has been over- 

 rated. Only the first forty minutes was fast ; the remainder 

 of the run was very slow, but in such a country it was not 

 possible to go on beyond a certain point without a second 

 horse. Only Captain ^Vliite and Captain Pemberton got 

 second horses out of their own stable, and had time to 

 mount, and they alone saw the end of the run at Griooston 

 Wood. I went as far as East Langton, and left my horse 

 for the night in Mr. Cochrane's stables. We shall relate 

 at least two runs even better than this one wdiich took 

 place with the Warwickshire hounds. I remember that 

 when crossing the Welland river in the Waterloo run by a 

 ford, one of the Messrs. Murrietta, who had then only just 

 commenced hunting at Harborough, rode his horse at it so 

 near the ford that when, after having jumped as far as he 

 could, he landed in the middle of it, I was splashed all 

 over by the water. — C. M. 



In December, 1894, there appeared an account of a run 

 with the Bath and County Harriers, or some such pack,, 

 when they had a bad day's sport. Someone wrote in the 

 Field that the reporter or contributor to the local j^aper, in 



