THE NEW REGIME 



took off his cap gracefully with a smile and immedi- 

 ately the scene changed. " Oh, I am so glad to 

 meet you Captain Kingscote," said Mrs. Arnold 

 Foster. " Are you having a good season ? I do 

 hope so, I really am pleased to see you. I have 

 been hoping that I should get this opportunity of 

 meeting you. Now will you come in to tea, later ? " 

 — " Yes, I shall be delighted," said Capt. Kingscote. 

 " May I bring Mrs. Kingscote with me." — " Oh, 

 do." There you are. I was perfectly useless, but 

 he carried all before him, he could and he would. 

 How are you to explain it ? 



In February 1936 the Hunt Committee were 

 again seeking a new Master and they found, as 

 most Hunts to-day do, that the task was a very 

 difficult one. The cost and responsibility of run- 

 ning a pack of hounds is a continually rising one. 

 Consequently prospective Masters are not so easy 

 to find, and taking a look into the future un- 

 fortunately there appears no escape from a con- 

 tinuation of this state of affairs. 



The day has gone, I am afraid, when we can 

 expect to hold two Masters for a period of forty- 

 three years — Mr. Butt Miller and Col. Fuller, 

 1 888- 1 93 1 — since this good record we seem forced 

 by circumstances to take a line of short periods, 

 and if we can only continue on this basis, we, like 

 other Hunts, must consider ourselves fortunate. 



All realize that foxhunting of the future is in the 

 lap of the Gods, but I have an idea that it will 

 not fade away as a game of the past generation, 

 traditions of sport, love of the chase, and this great 



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