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puppy after a hare." Our veteran whip (Joe 

 Bailey) knows the voice, however, and cheers 

 on the pack, which endorse the whimper, and 

 our Master, who did not hear the good news 

 welcomed, now flings in the main body of his 

 forces. " Now, ye doubting souls, where are 

 all your pains, I, as Beckford says. A quick 

 scurry round the wood, and out towards Had- 

 leigh ; but our ringing fox takes us back again, 

 and all hope of a run seems gone. One young 

 lady, wtII known with this hunt and the Quorn, 

 unfortunately came to grief here at a gate on 

 rising ground with a bad take off. Fortunately 

 no bones are broken or life lost, but odds were 

 laid in favour of either one or the other. Let 

 me remind the fair rider that " discretion is the 

 better part of valour." On we go, however, 

 and a fast run takes place round Mr. Wendon's 

 farm, still pointing for Hadleigh ; but still pug 

 cannot make up his mind to fairly get away 

 more than four fields from the great Bull Woods. 

 Back he comes, therefore, hounds running with 

 an improvement of scent, but on gaining covert 

 scent is not good, and we slowly hunt him round 

 from point to point — now a holloa: then a 

 whimper, — and many say " Good-bye." "Can't 

 do anything to-day." " Getting late." " Fm 

 off." Not so the men who know Captain White 

 and the Essex Union Hounds. About a dozen 

 say, " Let's see the end," and in less time than 

 it takes me to write, the fox is away for Hockley 

 Church, in the opposite direction from that in 

 which we came, tHe hounds having forced him 

 through the covert. There are but few with 



