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Leaving to the right Croft's Hill — then. 



By craftily his course reverting, 

 Ring'd for Lord Denbigh's back again, 



Rings seldom to a Field diverting. 



Next for High Cross, in Leicestershire, 



Which is, some say. Old England's centre ; 



He ring'd about in circles there, 



Biit did not the thick coverts enter. 



Headed, poor rogue, by folks at plough. 



Few Sportsmen in the chase can follow ; 



The matchless pack turn reynard now, 



And near High Cross — Hark ! the Death Halloo ! 



Harry Jacksons, the huntsman, in riding his horse 

 (which was a good deal beat,) rather sharply to get the 

 hounds back to the fox after he had been headed, was 

 thrown by his horse putting his foot into a trench, and broke 

 his collar bone. This was in the middle of a field, and no 

 one being near, he remounted his nag, followed the hounds 

 until they turned up their fox, and held him until the whip 

 came up. 



The first meet this season, was on Monday, November 

 27th, 1820, at Edge Hills. 



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