44 THE BELVOIR HUNT, 



land's hounds on the i8th of December 

 1833. They met at Newton toll-bar, the 

 wind south-west, and the atmosphere cold. 

 A little before twelve the hounds were 

 thrown into Folkingham Gorse, which held 

 a varmint old fox that, for three seasons, 

 had beaten this pack over the same line of 

 country, and was left to beat them again. 

 Almost at the first dash of the hounds into 

 covert he broke gallantly away, and was 

 viewed with his head pointing for the ac- 

 customed Hne, and "Now for the Feus" 

 was reiterated through the field. He went 

 away at a rattling pace, with the hounds 

 almost close to his brush, passing Threck- 

 ingham Town-end, near the Lincoln road, 

 on to Spanby and Swaton Bridge, and 

 turned to Latimer for Car Dyke, up to 

 which point Lord Forester, Messrs Charles 

 and Robert Manners, Mr Housman, and a 

 few others, were well up with the hounds ; 

 but the dyke proved a stopper. Mr Wil- 



