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Now bolted from his hiding place. 

 Fox, Field, and Hound renew the chase, 

 A finer gallop o'er the grounds 

 Was never led by fox or hounds. 

 Than we to Wykham Park enjoy'd ; 

 Where pug again himself to hide. 

 Took refuge safely in a drain, 

 And there we let the rogue remain ! 



Our sport still striving to renew, 

 We blank the Broughton Spinies drew ; 

 But at Northampton's soon we found 

 A fox that quickly clear'd the ground. 

 But in ten minutes, at the most. 

 Old reynard fell, — his life was lost. 



BY WHOO-WHOOP. 



Dec. 5. — Met at Woodcote House, where we found a 

 fox that kept us running in the wood for 22 minutes before 

 we killed him. Drew Kenilworth Chase, blank j as a fox 

 had stolen away, and we could not get up to him. Found 

 afterwards in Park Wood, when reynard led us away 

 through Crackley Wood, on to Long Meadow Wood, and 

 then back to Crackley ; here we changed our fox and ran 

 him till dark. Although this was not a good day's sport, 

 it was a severe one, and many of the horses beat. 1 



1 The amazing powers of tlie horse, and the dauntless courage of 

 the rider, are shewn in a tliousand instances, without being i-ecorded. 

 One day, wlien the hounds were going at a rare split, and getting 

 well up to their fox, several of the Field made up to a gate, to avoid 

 taking a tremendous leap. ' Make way,' cried a light weight, in a 

 brown coat, as he neared the fence, and he cleared the high five-bar, 

 on the swing, in most gallant style. 



