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They've hit it off through Inkersall, 



Culloden's looming near ; 

 Sporting Skelton, (n) thrusting Meeson, 



Look grave when they get here. 



Pittance Park they now are skirting, 

 Where our fox finds many a friend ; 



Like the Coplow run of history, 

 Without a kill we end. 



Two of Thoresby's worthy scions, (12) 

 Two of Derby's sportsmen true, (13) 



One descendant (14) of Jack Musters 

 Saw this fine run fairly through. 



Prancklin, Charlton, (15) Mills, {16) and Hibbert, (17) 



Who besides must others say, 

 Por I long had been defeated 



On my little mare so gay. 



Eleven miles from point to point, 



Pull thirty all they ran ; 

 Let us drink their healths this evening — 



Pox and hound, and horse, and man. (i8j 



L. C. MUSTKES. 



11. Mr. Skelton, the steeplechase rider, and Mr. Meeson, a friend of 

 Mr. Howett. 



12. Lord Newark and his brother, Hon. Henry Pierrepont, who died the 

 following year. 



13. Lord Petersham and Mr. Palmer, of Stanton. 

 74. Miss Catherine Chaworth Musters. 



15. Nicolas Charlton, Esq., of Chilwell. 



16. Mr. Mills, of Burton Joyce. 



17. Mr. Hibbert, of Nottingham, 



18. From Bleasby Gorse, the furthest point to the south, to Culloden 

 plantation, near Rufford, eleven miles. 



