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So he let in the persuaders, and 'Ajax' brought 

 him up in about a mile or so to the rest of us. 

 It was hard to say which was the worst blown, 

 the old man or the horse. We were now going 

 out of a by-road on to the road leading from Lima 

 to Sugartown, above Jackson Baker's. We there 

 viewed the fox going for Ridley creek. The road 

 here is straight for about two miles, and we 

 thundered along at a killing pace, down one hill 

 and up another, the hounds streaming along only 

 a field or two to the left of us, but gaining a little 

 when we came to a turn in the road. The fox had 

 gone a little to the right. A farmer standing there 

 said he saw the fox go into a clump of trees on 

 the top of a hill beyond. Mr. R. here let down a 

 pair of bars, as the horses were pretty well blown 

 by this time, and in we all went on to a beautiful 

 grass field. An old woman came out of a house. 

 and gave us a furious blast, and here the old man 

 forged to the front. He must have been aided by 

 the blast from the old lady, as it was the first time 

 he had been to the front during the chase. And 

 here let me say that the pace had shut out all but 

 eight. Miss M. being one of the survivors, riding 

 as no other lady in the country can; taking stone 

 walls, fences, ditches, mill races, and all manner of 

 obstructions, without being unseated in the least. 

 But to our fox. On the top of the hill in the 



