SPORT WITH 



ON February 6th, 1876, my father died, and 

 on March 15th, at a meeting held at 

 Worksop, I accepted the Mastership, having 

 received a requisition signed by twenty-two of 

 the most important land-owners, and two other 

 requisitions with signatures of 262 tenant farmers. 

 I propose now to give a short record of the best 

 days' sport in each season from my hunting 

 journal. 



SEASON OF 1876-1877. 



November 9th, 1876. — Met at Barlboro', with 

 an inch of snow on the ground when we started. 

 Jack Morgan was ill, so I hunted the hounds 

 myself, as on some previous days. A fox slipped 

 out unseen from Coalpit Wood, and I hunted him 

 up to Spink Hill and lost. Then found in Romley 

 Wood, a turn towards the left and then away, 

 leaving the Gorse to his right, away to Bolsover, 

 but leaving the Castle on his left, across the brook 

 and rail tramway down to the second brook, and 

 then away up beyond Duckmanton Village, where 

 he beat me, but I think he must have got to ground 

 in a drain there. One hour, five minutes from 

 Romley Wood. Did not get back to Serlby until 

 7.45. Dogs, 19 couples ; wind, north-east. 



