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downs sinct' that period thcin Mr. R. Lockvvood — certainly no 

 one has taken keener interest in its welfare. A contemporary 

 of the late Hervey Foster, he \ied with him in his ardour for 

 the chase, and helped him with his secretarial duties when he 

 was laid up by his had accident, taking- ov^er the work alto- 

 gether when he resigned the post, and giving, during the several 



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years he held the office, general satisfaction. It was a cause 

 of deep regret to one and all when on the score of ill-health 

 (rheumatism, I believe) Bobbie Lockwood had to leave the 

 damp clays of Essex — for there were many of us who had 

 hoped one day to have seen him at the head of affairs as 

 Master; and had he elected to ha\e hunted the Hounds himself, 

 no one could have done it better, for he was a born lumtsman, 



