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horse bolted with him ;icross Hill Hall Park, and broke his arm. It was 

 the irony of fate that the man who sold the horse (Honest Robin) to him 

 should come across Mr. Parkes lyinj? helpless, and have the only conso- 

 lation under the circumstances of fetching a cart to take him home. 



FROM MR. R. LOCKWOOD's DIARY. 



" Wednesday, December yd, 1884. — Mark and I drove to Ongar. Then 

 rode ' Friar ' to High Ongar, Drew Forest Hall blank, but found a brace 

 in Spains Wood, chopped one and lost the other at Forest Hall. Found 

 again Screens, but scent very bad : we could only walk after him across 

 the park and round the estate. Found the same usual field all glad to 

 see me, and I jolly glad to get back to them. Loftus Arkwright, Old 

 Fane, Caldecott, Deacon and Sir Henry. Poor George Dawson," Hervey 

 Foster and old Ouare missing." — R. L. 



Henry John Miller (See faq-e g2. ) 



'Twas on this day that I introduced a horse, not my own, with a big 

 name, the " Baron," and still greater reputation for Devonshire banks, to 

 some of the Roothing ditches, with a view to selling him to Sir Henry, but 

 although he did the ditches all right he was too small to catch the Master's 

 eye, so went back to his old pastures, and his little journey up and down 

 must have made a hole in a fiver. 



''Friday, December 5//;.— Went down to Ashdon Mill, slept at G.E.R. 

 Hotel with Mark, rode ' Bulls Eye.' Had a nice twenty minutes over 

 a beastly country into the East Essex preserves, losing near Toppersfield, 



* N.B. — Mr. G. Dawson is now as jolly as a sandboy, and gets more fun out of 

 his grey pony than most of us do with our larger quads. — Ed. 



