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with Multum in Parvo — being introduced, Mr. John 

 Bulteel, the father of Mr. George Bulteel, of Mani- 

 festo fame, bought the cob for a nice figure, under the 

 natural impression that an animal that could go so 

 well under twenty stone would be a perfect flier at 

 about twelve stone. However, it did not turn out so, 

 for, like Multum in Parvo, the cob had a will of his 

 own, and was a perfect little beast under anyone but 

 his welter. Mr. Trist therefore got him back again, 

 and, I expect, had him until he died. Well do I 

 recollect a run with the Dartmoor, when we had to 

 climb the Eastern Beacon. I was on a thoroughbred 

 mare of rather weedy proportions, and going up the 

 steep ascent got off and ran by her side to ease her. 

 Jumping on again at the top, I overtook Mr. Trist on 

 the cob. ' Now I have got you,' I said. ' Not you,' 

 was the reply, and, hustling up the cob, who was 

 giving me five stone, he had me in hopeless trouble 

 in next to no time. I put it down from that moment 

 that there is no great catch in trying to settle a first- 

 class welter." 



But perhaps the best way of judging the famous 

 horsemen of the century is by referring to certain 

 runs which will always be remembered. The task 

 of recounting the famous runs of the century is by 

 no means an easy one. The chief difficulty is that 

 of selection, both in regard to the runs and to the 

 packs of hounds which have afforded the runs. The 

 hunting historian also has to remember that poetry 

 is not history. Many of the runs which have been 



