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the basket flat — he had been sitting on it ! 



How he enjoyed viewing a fox away, and 

 what a treat it was to hear his cheery voice. I 

 saw him for the last time on the last day of the 

 season. He could no longer ride, but, wrapped 

 up in a cloak, he was driving about most of the 

 day, and just as I was contemplating going 

 home, he called out, " I shall be greatly obHged 

 if you will ride round those two rough fields and 

 see if there is a fox. I think there is one there." 

 Of course I went at once, delighted to do his 

 bidding. That was the last time I saw him. 



I am indebted to Captain Kemble for the 

 details of the following : — 



Meet, Woodham Ferris Street, Thursday, 

 February i6th, 1893. Drew Woodham Hall 

 Wood, found at once and went away through 

 Ffolkes, Jacklets, to Hawes Wood, and on 

 through Caney, then to the left by Flambards ; 

 there was a brace of foxes in front of hounds. 

 Stuck to one, which took us back over Edwin's 

 Hall, when the hounds threw up. Held them 

 right forward over the fields below Woodham 

 Ferris, by Flambards, on to the big drain in the 

 railway cutting, not being able to hit him off, we 

 were trotting away to draw Wright's Ley, when 

 there was a holloa on the railway by Woodham 

 Ferris Station. Had a nice spin up to Stow 

 Mary's Rectory, when the fox was viewed by the 

 Parson, the Rev. R. Collings, crawling in at the 

 window of his greenhouse. The Parson went 

 in by the door to evict him; the fox jumped 

 through the glass on the opposite side and was 



