1876] RUN FROM LADBROKE AT 4 p.m. 355 



across Lady Willouglil)y"s farm to Starveall. Here a very hea\'y suowstorin 

 saved our fox after a very good luiutiug riiii. 



March 16th, Shiickburgh. — Rode Zimri. Found in Calcut, and ran to 

 and over the hill on towards Catesby, then tui-ned short to the left to Flecknoe, 

 and lost. Went to Ladbroke, found, and after a long time in covert got 

 away ])y Radboiu'u, up to the canal, then turned to the right, alongside tlie 

 canal to Wormleighton Fields, then to tlie left over Boddington Hill, straiglit 

 as possible to within a mile of Griffin's Gorse on the right hand ; then to the 

 left, with a bend to the right, by Cliarwelton Village on the left and Hitch- 

 cock's Spinney, nearly to Byfield, thence still to the right again, to within a 

 field of Priors Marston, where we whipped off. A veiy fine run of two hours, 

 good all the way, and at times very fast. 



I remember tliis run well. I was riding Euby, my old 

 chesnut mare that came from Devonshire, and met the 

 hounds at Ladbroke. It was ve^iy cold and snowy. We 

 did not get away from the covert till after four o'clock. 

 Lord Willoughby rode Confidence, and gave us a gallant 

 lead over the Watergall Brook, which was flooded bank full. 

 He never stopped looking round till he saw me safe over, 

 and told me afterwards that he thought Euby would not 

 clear it. Mr. E. P. Knott,* who also joined the hounds 

 at Ladbroke, went very well, and was the only one who 

 wanted to go on when hounds were stopped. The Hunt 

 horses were more tired, of course, than ours, as they had 

 been out all day and over a lot of ground in the morning. 

 When we were coming home over the railway bridge at 

 Northend my mare stumbled and nearly fell, and Lord 

 Willoughby said, " Don't be rough mtli her, she's cari'ied 

 you first rate."— W. E. V. 



From the Leamington Spa Courier, March 25th, 1876 : 



The Stag Hunt at Banbury. — Dear Sir, — Please insert the following 

 account of a good run with a stag : Last Saturday, tlie 18th, a stag was 

 turned out in the Warwickshire country and afforded a good rim, the 

 particulars of which I hope will be found correct. The rendezvous, to those 



*An amusing anecdote is told concerning Mr. E. P. Knott's father, "the flying 

 Apostle," who was at All Souls' College, Oxford. On one occasion, after being at a w-ine 

 party, he and several of his friends made an excursion into the High-street. Finally, 

 he became detached from his party, and finding himself unable to proceed any further, 

 he was obliged to sit down on the pavement, leaning against one of the houses. Here 

 he was eventually found by some undergraduates belonging to a different college, and 

 they asked him his name, and what college he belonged to. He replied : "I am Knott 

 of All Souls." The next question was, " Well, if you are not of All Souls, what the 



d 1 are you of ? " As no other answer could be given, he was taken round to a good 



many colleges, and finally to the right one, where he was recognised by the porter as 

 Knott of AH Souls. 



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