MR. STACEY SEES IT OUT ON ONE HORSE 



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swimming the lake and, disappearing through the wire fencing, gave the 

 huntsman and most of us a stern chase ere we caught them half-way to 

 Barrington Park. Jim Cockayne (huntsman to the Puckeridge) padded 

 him up the lane, and they ran on to the hollow tree in the park from 

 which neither smoke nor the gymnastic efforts of Jack, Air. Buckmaster 

 and one or two more could dislodge him. Nearly all but the two horsemen 

 now went home, missing quite the run of the day with a rare-hit/'- and of 

 those who were left, including ]\Ir. G. Harris and Mr. Grossman, a good 

 many thought that hounds would nail the rare-hit in covert. Not so, how- 

 ever, for crossing the heath road, they struck the good scenting ground 



Running for Down Hall 



that lies beyond and ran very fast towards Down Hall. Mr. Buckmaster 

 on " Success," riding as I like to see a man ride, parallel with the leading 

 hounds and half a field wide of them taking his own line, and not sneaking 

 along after Bailey. Checking for half a minute above Lancaster Springs, 

 they crossed the brook and ran straight for Hatfield Grange. Where, oh ! 

 where was Mr. Crocker ? Bang across his straw ring and out over the 

 road. Mr. A. Bowlby coming to grief near here, they pushed their fox along 

 for Row Wood without touching it, losing him a mile or so beyond White 

 Roothing at 5 p.m., only ten being up at the finish — viz., Mr. Arkwright, 

 Mr. and Mrs. W. Buckmaster, Mr. A. S. Bowlby, Mr. Basham, Mr. Rupert 

 Blyth (right to the front on Mr. Arkwright's old grey), IMr. Gosling (hung 

 up at last fence, but kicked himself clear), Mr. Newman Gilbey, Mr. Stacey, 

 who went like a workman, riding one horse all day (a well-bred little 



* Bailey had finished drawing the Springs when a single hound spoke. Someone said, 

 "Rabbit." 



