MR. GEORGE MOORE. 9 1 



hired horse with comfort after the Brighton Harriers. He 

 returned to London, and shortly afterwards took his first 

 day's fo.\hunting. He sent his horse on overnight, and set 

 off next morning at six o'clock to hunt with the Essex at 

 Ongar. The day was fine, and a fox was soon found. 

 The first fence was a rotten bank, and the horse tumbled 

 back into the ditch with his rider under him. When they 

 had both struggled out, George Moore's white cords were 

 covered with mud, but his blood was up. He remounted, 

 and, setting his horse vigorously at the fence, got safely 

 over. 



From that moment forward George Moore remained 

 a huntinof man, but it was lonaf before he became a suffi- 

 ciently good rider to avoid frequent falls when the hounds 

 ran straight and fast. Before the end of his first run he 

 had fallen seven times ; Mr. Conyers rode up to him, and, 

 noticing his bleeding face, smashed hat, and muddy 

 breeches, exclaimed : " Young man, you have more pluck 

 than judgment. Take care that you don't break your 

 neck some day." 



As Mr. Moore's mount was a hirelins: and gave him 

 seven falls, it is no wonder that for the future he followed 

 hounds on a horse of his own, but the Essex was not the 

 pack he selected ! 



