446 mms of tbe 1bunting*3Fiel^ 



you,' he said with great earnestness to the farmers at 

 his annual hunt dinner, ' that I would far sooner be any- 

 where on Exmoor except the Chains [the worst bit of 

 bog on the moor] than in the House of Commons.' 



A severe fall which he had in 1875, ^^^ out hunting, but 

 as he was trotting out of a dealer's yard, when his horse 

 reared and fell back upon him on the hard road, had in- 

 flicted injuries from which he never thoroughly recovered; 

 for he was a man of great bulk and stature, six feet 

 two inches in height, with broad frame and large limbs, 

 and could not have ridden less than twenty stone, 

 though no one who saw him following hounds on one of 

 his big weight-carriers would have thought it. A heavy 

 fall to such a man could not fail to be serious. But, 

 though he must often have suffered great pain, he never 

 showed it or spoke of it, till in 1881 his failing health 

 warned him that the time had come for him to cease 

 hunting. And so, after seven-and-twenty years of the 

 most successful sport ever known on Exmoor, Mr 

 Fenwick Bisset resigned the Mastership which he had 

 held so worthily. He did not very long survive his 

 resignation. On the 7th of July 1884 he died at 

 Bagborough, lamented b}' every man who had ever 

 hunted with the Devon and Somerset Stag-hounds. 



Though he began stag-hunting without the slightest 

 knowledge of the sport, Mr Bisset's observation was so keen 

 and his power of acquiring and retaining information so 

 quick and apt that when he retired it could, without 

 doubt, be said of him that he knew the science of hunting 

 the wild deer better than any man living. His know- 

 ledge of the habits and runs of the deer, too, was most 

 remarkable. 



The following instance was given by a correspondent 



