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By a slip at the take up, or else by the force 

 Of the strong foaming current, the hard-struggling horse 

 Upon his right side was completely turn'd over. 

 When the rider slipp'd off — then each to recover 

 Tlic surface strove resolute — distress'd, out of breath — 

 A most desp'rate chance, now — for life or for death ! 

 Both emerg'd — the mare swam to the opposite ground. 

 Where the bold daring rider was instantly found ! 



This wonderful enterprise having achiev'd, ' 



Of the danger, tho' not of the water, reliev'd. 

 He mounted again — whilst the whole of the party 

 The welkin made tremble with cheers loud and hearty ! 



Overtaking, at Cubbington Wood, the stanch hounds, 

 Hence they rattled the caitiff along o'er the grounds — 

 Thro' Weston and Waverley Woods, towards Ryton ; 

 Tho' only five left, they still press "d more tight on 

 Their game — old pug was dead beat, and forced to yield 

 To this prime little pack — and brave Russell — the Field ! 



Thus ended the season of 1834-35, and although this 

 day's sport was not to be compared to many that had taken 

 place during the season, yet the disappointment and delay 

 at the river most probably prevented a good run. 



The hounds were appointed to hunt 106 days, and they 

 killed and accounted for 83 foxes. There was no meet for 

 several days in consequence of the frost, and at times the 

 sport was relinquished for want of scent. Many of those 

 meets, which may be called bloodless, produced good 

 hunting runs, and not a few of them tried severely both 

 man and horse. 



