1 8 LEAVES P^ROM a HUNTING DIARY 



gate on the bridge over the brook when the hounds broke covert and raced 

 up the hill by Sheering Wood across Hatfield Heath and through Mr. 

 Pamphilon's gorse. It was anything but an easy country, but they failed 

 to shake off the leaders, Mr. F. Green, Mr. G. Dawson, Major Tait, 

 and Col. Lockwood ; Mr. Green and the Colonel both coming to grief ere 

 the fox was pulled down in the Barrington policies after a rattling run of 

 one hour and ten minutes. 



Richard Beale Colvin 



Mr. R. B. Colvin has tasted the sweets and disappoint- 

 inents that belong- to a Mastership of Hounds, having held 



