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another unfortunate, got up to the hounds about ten minutes after 

 they had worried their fox say twenty from the time they had 

 killed him. 



The first person who addressed me was Lord Frederick Fitz- 

 clarence, who, like myself, had been in trouble, for his face was 

 bleeding from a wound. " Go to him " (St. Paul), said his lord- 

 ship, " and make him happy, his hounds have behaved to ad- 

 miration." The next was Lord Elcho. " I do not hesitate," said 

 that fine sportsman and observe, reader, they are words spoken 

 by the master of a neighbouring pack, as applying to the merits 

 of another neighbouring pack "to say that, barring two or 

 three in Leicestershire, I have seen to-day the quickest and 

 straightest thing from end to end, that I ever saw with hounds 

 in my life." As to the gallant master of the pack, it was allowed 

 by all, that there could be no such happy man as himself, that 

 day, in Northumberland, neither do I suppose there was, for his 

 hounds had given unbounded satisfaction to a field, and a field 

 chiefly composed of sportsmen. I regret to say that Sir David 

 Baird missed this fine run ; he left us before we descended into 

 the vale, having fixed to look at a horse at Kelso, and to return 

 to Dunse that night. It would have just suited him, and no 

 doubt he would have added one to the happy trio who saw it 

 all. 



We killed him at a place called Tiptoe, above Greaveslead, 

 some miles above the celebrated Twizle Castle. 



Lord Elcho this day rode a horse called Beppo, purchased of 

 those celebrated dealers, Messrs. Elmores, and well known in 

 the neighbourhood of London, as having distinguished himself 

 in steeple-chases. He is exactly his lordship's sort of horse 

 well bred, not too big for the cramped fences of Berwickshire, 

 and quite perfect in his work ; but unfortunately he kicks 

 hounds, therefore he cannot ride him with his own. If I had 

 such a horse, I should be tempted to try an experiment with 

 him. I should keep two or three black and white coloured curs 

 with him in his box, with the hopes of his becoming reconciled 

 to them in time ; and if he killed a few of that description of 

 vermin, society would be benefited by their riddance, for nine 

 cases in ten of hydrophobia have their origin in half-starved 

 curs. Lord Eglinton rode a large thorough-bred horse, whose 

 name I cannot remember, but a truly Leicestershire-like hunter ; 

 Mr. M'Kenzie Grieve was on the flower of his flock, but the 

 name has likewise escaped me. 



The day's alloy was now at hand namely, the ride home, 

 nearly twenty miles, with a horse in a doubtful state. He carried 

 me, however, tolerably well when in company with the party 



