FARMING AND FOXHUNTING 



with the Cricklade Pack. During the time many 

 lasting friends have I made ; I am quite sure never 

 an enemy, and to my good fortune it must be 

 attributed, I have broken very few bones. 



Amongst my earHest recollections I seem to see 

 the face of Jethro Coleing, he was one of our hunting 

 farmers and many years did he hunt. A long, 

 heavy man, it always amazed me how he could 

 nearly always see the end of a long run, and on an 

 average put in three days a week. I remember 

 riding one of his horses in a Point-to-Point, but 

 either I or the horse was too slow. I never could 

 ride big horses, they never seemed to respond to 

 my movements, consequently I did not win him 

 the race. This reminds me of another hunting 

 farmer, Andrew Chillingworth, who, by the by, had 

 great success in winning Points-to-Points with an 

 old favourite called " Prime Dutch," ridden by his 

 son Charles. I should not like to say how many 

 races this good horse won, but it must have been 

 many. 



The sons of these two farmers are hunting to-day, 

 bred in them it must be ; may they still ride on 

 and serve the Hunt as their fathers did. Then in 

 the list of a few farmers who have turned an honest 

 pound by selling a horse now and again we must 

 place Jack Dibble and Victor Arkell, both good 

 horsemen ; the latter won more of our farmers' 

 races than perhaps any other. 



Victor certainly had an eye that could pick out 

 a winner when he went to market. 



On the other side of our country we have George 



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