WHAT MR. VICKERMAN THOUGHT OF THE NASING COUNTRY I07 



coppice reminded him very much of that fox-hunter's elysium, and what 

 a treat it was to get a variety of fencing, and to feel his good horse 

 bounding over the stiff fences and crashing through the bullfinches. 

 None of that on Saturday ; but if we did not change at Deer 

 Park we certainly ran very much slower. Leaving Galley Hills and 

 Monkhams behind, hounds pointed straight for Waltham Abbey, and on 

 the top of tlie next hill it lay at our feet a fair picture, indeed a welcome 

 one to that old sportsman, Mr. George Herbert Lee. No fear of being 

 lost, and when the Master with keen sight got a view of the fox, and the 

 huntsman clapped his hounds forward on the line, and some began to fall 

 back, hug the road, and save their nags, Mr. Lee, who was riding his 

 famous chestnut, might have been seen going stronger than ever as, 

 running within two fields of the town, we turned back to climb up the 

 hill towards Monkhams to see hounds stopped in the valley below. For 

 at 4.15 it would have been a little too dark to have disturbed Galley Hills, 

 though it was not too late for Mrs. Bowlby and several other ladies,* who 

 were some twenty miles from home, to witness the finish. Back in the 

 cutting blast that froze as it blew, bringing a frost which stopped all 

 hunting on Monday at Swallows Cross. 



Mrs. Macintosh's horse "Maquet" 



" Maquet," a dark bay mare standing i6 hands, by 

 " Rackrent " by " Haymaker " dam by " Delight," a favourite 

 hunter of Mrs. Mcintosh, Havering Park, Havering-atte- 

 Bower, is as good as she looks. Bred by G. White, of 

 Westmeath, Ireland, and purchased from Mr. James Christy, 



* The Miss Blyths were twenty-two miles from home. 



