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he forced his way victoriously over all obstacles, and 

 made his hounds and his country famous. 



Mr George Lane Fox died on the 2nd of November 

 1896, on the very day on which his own hounds were to 

 open the season at Stockfield Park. The scene at the 

 graveside, as this Nestor of Northern sport was laid in 

 his last resting-place, was a touching one. The rain fell 

 in torrents, yet from far and wide, high and low, rich and 

 poor, Liberals and Tories, had gathered to do honour to 

 the memory of the most generous landowner and the 

 most perfect Master of Hounds they had ever known 

 — a man with no enemies, and troops of friends. Among 

 the many wreaths which covered the collEin was one 

 that attracted special notice, not only from the rank 

 of the donor, but for the inscription it bore, which 

 faithfully summed up the dead man's character. ' In 

 memory of a fine old English sportsman and gentleman, 

 as a mark of true regard and respect from Albert 

 Edward, P.' 



