MR. THORNHILL.— 1834. 303 



For some time, particvilarly on considering the dryness 

 of the gronnd, there was much anxiety on this point, ' mine 

 host' on the island not being at home, and several coverts 

 being drawn with no other result than the opportunity 

 given to old friends of cultivating those kind feelings which 

 belong so peculiarly to fox hunting, and of admiring the 

 striking scenery over which chance carried them. At 

 length, when bvit few were prepared for the find, and when 

 the mass of the field were far in the rear, a fox broke from 

 a small piece of gorse on the summit of one of the Dasset 

 hills, and went away pointing for Boddington. But this 

 was up-wind, and far too expensive in breath, with homids 

 so near and so determined to kill. Accordingly, making 

 a ring by the Southam road, and on his return leaving 

 Farnborough on the left, our fox gave us forty-seven minutes 

 down to Itchington, where in another quarter of an hour in 

 the covert he poured forth his lofty spirit into the thin air, 

 and instead of taking a ' lodging on the cold ground' for his 

 remains, permitted them to be divided among his ardent 

 pursuers. 



The only take off from the delights of this day was an 

 accident which befel Mr. Holden, whose situation, from a 

 fall on his head, was rendered most alarming. 



The last meet this season was on Monday, March 

 31st, at Eatington Village. 



The Warwickshire Sport this season has been nothing 

 short of brilliant, which all friends to fox-hunting, and 

 admirers of spirit, must rejoice at. Mr. Thorn hill, with 

 a handsome subscription of £2,^50 per annum, started 

 with a zeal and determination that could not fail to command 

 success. 



