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and, scent seeming to improve wonderfully, for the next 

 hour and twenty minutes we had as nice a run and over as 

 lovely a country as it has ever been my privilege to enjoy. 



I wish I was more familiar with this splendid section of 

 Chester County so that I might give in more detail some 

 of the charm of this delightful run; but I am not. At any 

 rate, hounds raced away after their fox through that su- 

 perb Northbrook country to Wawasset, Locust Grove, and 

 Corinne, and finally to the big Marlborough Woods again, 

 where scent became catchy, and, hounds and horses having 

 had enough, we went in. 



We jogged back to Unionville, had a nip of excellent 

 port in the old wagon-shed, then motored to Brandywine 

 Meadow Farms for a late but delicious luncheon with the 

 Misses Mather. 



The others in the party were: the Master of the Cheshire; 

 the Master of Radnor; Bob and Mrs. Strawbridge; Antelo 

 and Mrs. Devereux; Mrs. Henry; John and Mrs. Converse; 

 Mr. Kerr; and Govey Cadwalader. 



Friday morning the Cheshire met at Brooklawn; foxes 

 were plentiful and were viewed from every covert, but 

 there was not a vestige of scent; but in the afternoon, af- 

 ter some of us had come in, conditions changed and those 

 who had stayed out were rewarded by forty minutes of the 

 very best. 



Wednesday, 24th November, 1920 

 Whether it was n't generally known that hounds were 

 going out to-day, or not, I don't know; but, be that as it 

 may, only Frank Lloyd, on his bay mare, "War Baby," 

 and I turned up at the kennels for the meet this morning 

 at eleven o'clock, so we had things all to ourselves; and, af- 

 ter drawing the Hospital Farm blank, hounds went away 



