234 Bob Ward. 



you have done him/ Now, none of you hunts- 

 men ever killed a bull !' and we adjourned to the 

 kennel." 



Bob was with Mr. Charles Barnet in Cam- 

 bridgeshire before going to Lord Southampton to 

 whip-in. Lord Southampton liked Bob very 

 much ; he was very good at pulling down rails or 

 lifting a gate off the hooks for my lord. 



One day his lordship cautioned Bob about the 

 horse he had kicking hounds ; " I knew that years 

 ago, my lord," was Bob's comment. '^ He is a 

 good horse," his lordship said. " I never heard 

 that of him, my lord," Bob replied. 



On going to Mr. Leigh to hunt the Hertford- 

 shire, new kennels were built ; Bob was the 

 architect, and everyone who has seen them must 

 allow that they are a credit to the designer. He 

 found a pack there which he did not consider tO' 

 be suitable for the style of country, and set 

 about forming one to his own fancy. I did not 

 visit the kennel for six or seven years after Bob 

 went there, and then I was never more pleased 

 with a pack of the kind. He had bred the 

 hounds much less in size than those he found 

 there ; and he had taken as his model a good 

 hound of Lord Southampton's, called Prophetess, 

 of small size with great power, and he had 



