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LEAVES FROM A HUNTING DIARY 



was hardly likely to loosen the tie of affection which Miss 

 Docwra feels for her favourite grey, which she fittingly sums up 

 as " one of the bcstf 



Miss A. N. Docwra on "Larry" 



Tawney Hall. 



How I wish our hunting poet would write a ballad about Tawney Hall, 

 whose hospitable portals are ever open to those who follow the fox, the stag 

 or the hare. Beagles and fox terriers are not denied — -are they, Miss 

 Georgie ? Surely, if ever a sportsman deserved a testimonial from hunting 

 men, Mr. Harry Sworder is the man. "Bedad," as the Irishman would 

 again remark, "sure, if he lives long enough, he shall have one, for it's 

 myself that will be getting it up and sharing it with him. More power to 

 his honour, and bless him." 



Now there was room for us all at the festive board, and bread, cheese 

 and good beef were done ample justice to, and like giants refreshed, we 

 sallied out for our ride. You may depend upon it, you don't go any the 

 worse for that preliminary snack ; you may call it jumping powder, or what 

 you like, I call it staying power ; but its chief charm, in my mind, is the 

 friendly feeling, the camavadcvie it engenders. This, then, is another of the 

 reasons why we like stag hunting. 



