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property, then, bearing north again, ran with a burning 

 scent to the railroad line, about a mile above Moorestein 

 Station, where hounds were at fault for about five minutes 

 while we got off our horses and sat on a fence watching 

 them working things out, which they soon did; and, 

 carrying a good scent, ran back to the school again, 

 around the farm buildings, then straight down-country 

 over a beautiful line to Green Briar, where our fox evi- 

 dently went under; but hounds did not mark him. 



We had all had quite enough of it by now, so called it a 

 day. This last run had been three hours all told, and 

 those of us in it were: Higginson; Will Leverton; Mrs. 

 Charlie Snowdon; the Misses Beatrice and Gertrude 

 deCoppet; Ned and Mrs. Blabon; Frank Lloyd; Mr. Kerr; 

 Alex. Brown on "Pebbles"; and Sam Kirk. 



Monday, yd February, 1913 

 On Wednesday of last week, as Charlie Snowden and 

 John Converse were motoring down the West Chester 

 Pike, above Newtown Square, having been hunting with 

 Rose Tree, Charlie, who was driving, had to turn out 

 suddenly for a buggy that came out of a lane, and, in 

 doing so, the car struck the rails of the trolley track, ran 

 off the embankment, and turned over in a field, injuring 

 Snowden so badly that he died yesterday in the Bryn Mawr 

 Hospital. 



An all-around sportsman of the highest type, his loss 

 will be keenly felt by every one. 



Tuesday, ^th February, igiT, 

 Owing to the death of Charles Randolph Snowden, 

 Radnor Hounds did not go out to-day. 



While dressing to go for a ride this afternoon, Patrick 



