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still enjoys his day with the gun, and is our ideal of " a good 

 old English gentleman; one of the olden time." His autograph 

 is reproduced here and will no doubt prove of interest. 







Let us now continue the records of sport in the season 

 1862-63, as given in Mr. Parrington's journal : 



January 3rd, 1863.— Met at Yarm : After a cherry brandy 

 with our friend Mr. Garbutt, we trotted away to Farrer's Whin 

 and found immediately, and our fox soon broke away at the west 

 end of the cover, first pointing for the railway, and then bear- 

 ing away to the left went away for Middleton St. George, but 

 leaving Church House on his right, he crossed the valley to 

 Bowl Hole, but finding no shelter this time he went forward as 

 straight as a line to the river, opposite the earths, in Worsall 

 Gills, and there crossed, and no doubt went to ground, but a 

 fresh fox jumping up, the hounds went forward to High 

 Worsall Toll Bar, The fox did not enter the cover, but bore 

 away for Kirklevington, then turning went to Faulkland's 

 Whin, through it and down Saltergill, then turned to the left, 

 crossed the Yarm lane and went away to Scarfoot Gill, through 

 it and across the Holmes to the river opposite Aislaby village, 

 where he was pulled down after a magnificent run of i hour 

 and 20 minutes — a cub dog fox. No man ever saw a more 

 brilliant run than this was, from the find to the river — 25 

 minutes — without a pause, and at a racing pace all the way. 

 The country being very deep, only a select few could live with 

 the hounds, the majority of the field being spread-eagled all 



