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LEAVES FROM A HUNTING DIARY 



Mr. C. E. Green, with a strong lead on the left, and a grey coat on the 

 right, caught my eye as we splashed through the ford, just beyond which 

 hounds made a curious loop in a ploughed held, the fox having evidently 

 run up and down a couple of furrows to see if he could shake off the 

 dogs. 



Not a bit of it, though it gave time for mutual recognition of father and 

 son. What a fine fencer " Snap Shot " is 1 Out of the lane and up the park 

 the fast ones were leading, and again the grey-coated one could be seen 

 in front as he bored his way through a stiff fence into the road, where all, 

 save Mr. Barclay, who got through with a fall, were hopelessly wedged. 



Ford Barclay 



This is another of the excellent photographs taken by 

 Mr. Arthur Bowlby of a good man on a good horse in '98. 

 Mr. Barclay has ridden this mare for several seasons with the 

 Essex Hounds, and as he rides at least fifteen stone, and rides 

 in the first fiight with the keenest feather weights, it says 

 something" for the mare's pace and stamina. Mr. Barclay has 

 had one or two nasty falls in his time, but they don't stop 

 him, and the fence has yet to be made that will do so either, 



