go ROYAL ROCK BEAGLE HUNT. 



white trousers covered with blood, and thought he was fatally injured ; but 

 soon it was discovered that he had fallen upon the dead bare in his pocket, 

 badly crushing it in his descent. 



All his beagling days, Walford was a keen sportsman. Bad weather 

 did not deter him. On rainy days, when only two or three were out, he 

 was sure to be one of them. Sport Book, September iSih, 1S47 : — 



Hoylake. Meet at 1-30 p.m. A most blustering, wet morning, frightening 

 all but three members — Walford, Pyke, and Johnson. 



At one of the Beeston meets in 1853, Walford was the only meniber 

 who took the trip. He proved a worthy representative of the R.R.B. 



A splendid morning, and our good friends all alive, but much disappointed 

 at only Mr. Walford showing up. A large muster on horseback. Our first 

 run a magnificent thing of an hour ; six miles straight, giving most of the 

 steeds quite enough, the land being dreadfully deep. The scent being so good, 

 the hare had no chance ; the hounds not at fault for a moment, and killed her 

 in style. Then enjoyed Mr. Cawley's hospitality, after which, about two c'clock, 

 turned out in torrents of rain ; again had a splendid run of an hour and a half, 

 and killed our hare in style. 



In 1852, at the annual dinner to the farmers, ^Valford filled the chair, 

 in the absence of the Master, and enlivened the comipany willi his 

 well-known song, " The Little Jackdaw,"' following it up with this moral — 



Let this be our maxim, 'tis the best I can put, 

 Hunt the Royal Rock Beagles for ever on foot ; 

 And may he who would ride, meet the fate of this bird. 

 And we all be present to see him interred. 



When the huntsman Jones died, \\'alford hunted the pack for the rest 

 of the season, showing great ability, and giving great salisi'aclion to his 

 brother beaglers. After his resignation he always kept up his ir.tciest in 

 the old pack, and his friendship with Colonel King and the old luembers. 

 Many of the present generation of beaglers were familiar with his appearance 

 on 'Change, and can remember his clean-shaved, keen, sporting lace. He 

 would probably have remained an active member for the rest of his l:fe, had 

 he not suffered from some affection of the hip joint, caused by a chill 

 received through slipping into the Fender. 



Alfred Walford has left two sons and several grandsons in the Hundred 

 of Wirral, all fit to be good beaglers, and we all regret that we have not now 

 a Walford in our ranks. 



