218 WARWICKSHIRE HUNT. 



Confirm'd what we at first premis'd, 

 Our ardent wishes realized. 

 Reynard, defying hound and horse, 

 When rovis'd the open took across ; 

 Exerted all his speed and power, 

 Standing hefore them full an hour. 



When pug, once more his heart to cheer. 

 Got safe to earth at Rugby near ; 

 A distance, many of us know. 

 Of fifteen miles, as flies the crow ; 

 Twenty and more by curving round. 

 From covert side to place of ground. 

 A finer run was never seen 

 By any Sportsman yet, I ween. 



UFTON WOOD. 



On Thursday, December 17 th, met at Ufton Wood ; 

 and an hour at least elapsed before reynard broke cover. 

 A fine hunt then ensued, and the wily fox led his pursuers 

 at a spanking rate over hill and dale, traversing in succes- 

 sion Whitnash Gorse, Chesterton Wood, and Lighthornc 

 Rough. From thence, after skirting the plantations at 

 Lord Willoughby de Broke's, he went in the direction 

 of Brickhill Gorse. Reynard, nothing loth, retraced his 

 steps to Walton Wood, where he was killed ; thus termin- 

 ating a brilliant run of two hours and 20 minutes, a slight 

 check only intervening. 



A good shew of horsemen assembled to day in the 

 field, and although the greater part of them were very well 

 mounted, few were in at the death. This run afforded to 

 all, whose nags knew how to cross a sporting country, an 

 opportunity of displaying their nerve and judgment, and 

 the pleasure of leaving the point-riders in the rear. 



