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keep their appointment, the fixture for the day being 

 Eridge station. It appears from the particulars so 

 kindly forwarded, that, after a consultation with the 

 Marquis of Abergavenny, permission was accorded 

 to Bollen to try his luck on this extraordinary morn- 

 ing. My correspondent graphically likens the ap- 

 pearance of the hounds during the consideration of 

 the question whether or not they should be allowed 

 to try their skill amidst the ice and snow, to the 

 well-known picture, " Waiting for the Verdict," so 

 eager and anxious did they appear. The field con- 

 sisted of that eager sportsman. Lord Henry Nevill, 

 Mr. Durrant, on foot, deeming it more prudent to go 

 au pied than to mount one of his clever nags on an 

 occasion when the snow was lying an inch and a-half 

 thick on the ground, and the earth was thoroughly 

 frost-bound. In addition to these staunch sportsmen 

 there were a few idle labourers, who were on strike, 

 and a poacher or two on the look-out for any trifle 

 that might come in their way. A short time only 

 elapsed before a tough old fox was on foot, who 

 went away at a racing pace over the snow-clad 

 fields, making for the AVarren Farm, — a locality of 

 which I have a lively remembrance ; for, mounted on 

 a clever hunter, the property of Mr. Camp, I was 

 within an ace of biting the dust, or rather taking a 

 mouthful of mud, when jumping what is called in 

 Sussex " a heave gate," the noble animal clearing it 

 in such style as to cause me to lose my stirrups, 

 nearly bringiag me to grief. Thence he ran across 

 the Brighton road, taking refuge in Eridge Park ; 

 but Bollen was not to be denied, and he was driven 

 away over Chase Farm to Whitehill, Frant, round 



