Mr. T. T. Drake, Jun. 299 



the Squire " good-night," and thanked him for his 

 company so far towards home. 



From the Warden Hill part the Bicester ran a 

 good deal into the Grafton country. On one 

 occasion, about the time I am writing of, they ran 

 a fox straight across from one side to the other, 

 and killed at Huntsbury Hill, but I was not out on 

 that day. I saw many good runs, but could 

 not properly describe them now. 



The Squire once told me that he knew of a 

 good horse which he thought he should buy, but 

 that he was bad to mount — what did I think ? 

 " Strap his leg up," I said. '' Well," he replied, " if 

 that doesn't do I will be let down from the window ! " 



A runaway horse or a runaway hound he de- 

 tested, and carried his dislike further. We had a 

 mutual friend in London. One day the Squire 

 said to me : '' Our friend is married ! " 



" Do you know the lady ? " I inquired, with 

 interest. 



'' Yes," he answered, " very pretty I " 



" I hope they will be happy," said I. 



'' Well, I don't know," said the Squire, doubt- 

 fully, " she ran away ! I always think when they 

 have done it once they will do it again." In 

 much too short a time I met him again. Laugh- 

 ing, he said, " She has bolted I I told you so, 



