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MEET UFTON WOOD, DECEMBER 14tH, 1825. 



Di'ew the wood with the Field still and anxious around. 

 Pug was not at home so he coxild not be found. 

 Found reynard, a bad one, at Itc)iington Holt, 

 He was loth to shew play, but they forced him to bolt 3 

 A short respite in Chesterton Wood did obtain. 

 Being afraid to come out, tho' he could not remain. 

 What hound pull'd him down not the huntsman could tell, 

 But he soon lost his life — and ignobly he fell. 1 



BY NIMROl). 



MEET WALTON WOOD, DECEMBER 17tH. 



We met the Warwickshire, this morning, at Walton 

 Wood, near the seat of Sir J. Mordaunt, whex-e a fine 

 day's sport was shewn. There was a burning scent, and the 

 hounds ran away from every one for 20 minutes, the Field 

 being obliged to go round for a bridge over the ri\ er, which 

 was flooded. 



We found again at Bowshot, at two o'clock, and after 

 three attempts to go, he put his head straight for the Edge 

 Hills, going over a fine country of about ten miles extent. 

 When the hounds got upon the hill, as is too often the case, 

 they got upon a fresh fox, and it being impossible to stop 

 them, away they went. Mr. Hay followed the line of the 

 hounds until it got quite dark, when not knowing the country 



1 Mr. Hay had what he called his small pack, and those hounds 

 he brought from Wiltshire, out to-day. 



Mrs. Shakerley, (lady of Mr. Shakerley, jun- of Somerford Hall, 

 Cheshire,) was upon her beautiful horse, ' The Golden Ball.' She is a 

 French lady of high birth, and the most graceful horsewoman I ever 



saw. NIMROD. 



