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ran up to the Lawn, as, of course, it would be 

 a sin to pass " The Lawn " without acknowledg- 

 ing the hospitality of our good friends, Major 

 and Mrs. Tawke, which is always so ungrudg- 

 ingly dispensed to all comers — the more so as 

 it is so very acceptable, and so much appreciated 

 by all. It would be a good thing for fox 

 hunting if there were more of their sort about 

 the country. We now draw the wood called 

 Potash, which we know is almost a certain find, 

 for the foxes are well looked after in this cover, 

 and many are the rats that have been put down 

 for the foxes in this wood, thanks to the owner 

 and his " better half." This time it does not 

 belie its reputation as a fine fellow crosses the 

 ride just as hounds are " thrown in." He goes 

 away at the top end, but scent has altered for 

 the worse, and we cannot do much with him, so 

 we all go home well pleased with a capital day's 

 sport, and fully impressed with the fact that if 

 scent is at all accommodating this season the 

 foxes will not be troubled with " fatty degenera- 

 tion " in the Essex Union country; at least, we 

 feel assured that nothing will be wanting on the 

 part of Mr. Carnegie or his whips to show Essex 

 gentlemen the way they do things " over the 

 border." 



When all went so well it would be in- 

 vidious to make comparisons, but Mr. C. Tabor 

 and a lady took some five-barred gates in rare 

 style, and Master Victor entered well to hounds, 

 showing that the Tabor love of the chase is not 

 likely to die out at present. The young gentle- 

 man was rewarded with the brush, which he well 



