6 THE WARWICKSHIRE HUNT. [1876 



by year, not only to win one of the cups, but to bear that 

 his favourite had been successful at Peterborough. 

 Rev. William S. Miller's diary {confinupd) -. 



January 5th, 1877, Badivay Grange. — Rode Middleton. lu the after- 

 noon found in Slieuningtou Iron.s, ran by Upton Gardens, simk the hill under 

 Snn Rising-, made a loop liy Chamljer's Farm, then down towards Pillerton ; 

 turned to tlie riglit across Brixhill Farm, leaving Kineton Holt on the left, 

 across Spencer's Farm, and killed in King's Leas. A nice hunting run, 

 particularly the latter part. 



January 11th, Compton. — Rode Maunikin. Found in Bishop's Gorse, 

 and ran a ring by Chesterton Wood, village, and windmill, to Harbury and 

 Itchington Holt, and on back to the gorse, and killed. 



January 'Hitli, Farnhorough. — Rode the Major. Found in Bawcutt's, and 

 ran fast and well through Gaydon Coppice, by Chadshunt and Lighthome, to 

 the end of Chesterton Wood. Here I fancy we changed foxes, for we never 

 ran afterwards nearly so well. We went on by Checkley's Brake to Harbury 

 Heath and Itchington Lime Woi-ks, to Deppers Bridge, where he beat us. 

 A rare good thing. Major gave me a rattling fall near Chadshunt, and Susan 

 Yerney rode over us without damage done. 



February IQth, Slmckhurgh. — Rode the Major. Did not get away from 

 the hill all the morning. Found a fox at Ladbroke ; ran nicely back to 

 Shucklmrgh, and lost. 



I remember well hunting on a very foggy, dark 

 morning at Admin gton, when I rode a dun coloured horse. 

 I jumped a fence with rather a drop, on the landing side 

 of w^hich was a sheej) net (the only one I ever saw in 

 Warwickshire). This at once threw the horse down, and 

 he lay for some little time on my leg, and did not get up 

 until I had hit him several times with my whip. In the 

 meantime, as I was lymg nnder him, I heard the sound of 

 another horse being ridden fast at the fence. Luckily, he 

 saw my horse in time, and did not jump, but I saw his 

 rider. Miss Susan Yerney, looking down at me from above 

 throngh her eyeglass, and I called out to her, thinking that 

 perhaps she might not see me through the fog, and might 

 put her horse again at the fence, supposing that he had 

 refused for nothing. — C. M, 



Lord Willoughby de Broke 's diary begins from this 

 season : 



August Slst. 1876. — Meet, Bowshot at 4.30 for the first day's cub- 

 hunting. It was a capital cubhunting season. The hounds were out on 

 twenty days, and killed forty-two foxes and ran forty to ground. 



