A FOXHUNTING JOURNAL 49 



It adds so much to a run if hounds take one out of one's 

 own country; especially, if it's the last run of the season, 

 then you have something a little bit better than the other 

 good days to think about all during the summer months, 

 or until about the middle of July, when you bring your 

 horses in from grass and begin to think about cubbing. 



At the invitation of Samuel Kirk, Radnor and Serrill's 

 hounds met with his hounds at Kirk's farm, at ten-thirty, 

 and found immediately just outside Kirk's wood; the forty- 

 two and one half couples going away at a racing clip to the 

 Edgemont Road, into John Converse's farm and on to 

 Pratt's wood, where some one viewed the fox crossing the 

 road into Delchester. Hounds ran straight across the big 

 Delchester fields into Button's Mill, where they turned 

 sharply left-handed, going back to the edge of Delchester, 

 where a fresh fox, a vixen, jumped up right in front of the 

 pack and went to earth in the next field. The hunted fox 

 was viewed crossing the West Chester Pike at the Street 

 Road. Will Leverton lifted hounds to the view, when they 

 owned the line at once, running with a good scent through 

 Greenbriar Thicket, and, sinking the valley, took us up- 

 country for a couple of miles, over a lovely bit of country, 

 nearly to Westtown; but, keeping it on their right, hounds 

 turned left again and, going entirely out of our country, 

 crossed the Chester Creek at Locksley Station, then up the 

 hill and straight on southeast to the House of Refuge, 

 making a big circle through some stone quarries, crossed a 

 high railroad embankment that was a mean one to ride 

 down, and on to Markham, where they swung a bit left- 

 handed to Concordville, and, racing down a beautiful long 

 meadow with the fox continually in view, hounds only 

 just back of him, it looked as if Reynard would lose 

 his brush for certain; but he gave hounds the slip, put them 



