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The fox then went across to the Birkin Lodge, and 

 up the middle of the Park to the garden at the house, 

 where he was killed, after a most brilliant affair. 

 R. Warburton will also recollect a good run from 

 the Breeches, when one of the twin brothers, Peel, 

 lost his horse directly after leaving the cover ; 

 Rowland's advice was : — 



' May you the next time that white horse you bestraddle, 

 See less of the Breeches and more of the Saddle.' 



In the same neighbourhood, in Maiden's time, we 

 had a splendid run from Radnor Gorse, when Mr. 

 Knight was knock'd off his horse at the end of the 

 first field, and was ridden over by the crowd. The 

 fox set his head straight for Woodhay, left the farm- 

 house on his left, then up to Chertsey's Wood, 

 crossed the wide green lane at the top, at which 

 point the pace had thinned the Field very much. 

 Sir Richard Brooke, on a big grey, fell, leaping into 

 the road, and never got beyond. Maiden here stopp'd 

 the Corporal, and the running was left to Clive 

 of Stych, Coke Gooch, and myself; but on going 

 up the field, leaving Aldersey's rough on the left, 

 the Colonel's grey put his foot in a grip, and went 

 heels over head. The field then was quite beat off. 

 We went on to Bunbury, then to the right, by 

 Wardle Hall, and kill'd after an unusually fine run 

 at Rees Heath. Wilbraham Tollemache stopp'd 

 the Rebel in the first ten minutes. Don't think this 

 a very boasting detail of sport. The only thing I can 

 do now is to go a little over the mahogany ; but 

 a long life of uninterrupted good health enabled me 



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