Hatfield Broad Oak 



CHAPTER IV. 



Tyndale White — The Mahdi — Wesley Hunts the Hounds — Walking the Plank — 

 /. Pevvy Watlington — Loi'd Onsloiv — Cnh Hunting in 1885 — A Wet Season — 

 Early Hours — Mliss — Sparvo-w Hawks — Israel's — Latchmove Banks — Takeley 

 Forest — Dunmoiv High Woods — The Knights and Dames of Matching 

 Green — A. Caldecott — Blind Fences — Hounds Staked — The Blue Peter — 

 Unhorsing Sir Henry's Carriage — Blue Gates — Over the Saw Pit — Skating 

 and Hunting — The Close of Sir Henry's Mastership — Bill Richmond — Lady 

 Betty — A Broken Arm — Snoiv and Frost — White Roothing — The Friar 

 Shuts Up — Bosphorus — Afternoon Runs — Red Tunics — The Great Run from 

 Toot Hill— A Sly Trick. 



MR. TYNDALE WHITE has now acted as Hon. Secre- 

 tary to the Essex Hunt, and also the Essex Hunt Club, 

 since 1S90, sharing the responsibilities of the former office with 

 Mr. R. Y. Bevan at the present time, and in both responsible 

 and onerous positions has given universal and unqualified satis- 

 faction. Writing to me in March, '96, Mr. White says : — " I 

 never had a good horse but, I think the nearest approach to one 

 I ever had was a roan and the " Mahdi," both of which I brought 

 into Essex. After this (you may smile, but it's a fact) I never had 

 a decent horse until I bought the dun cob the other day that 

 S. Caldwell rode in Leicestershire. He is lame in both hocks, 

 but is the most reliable jumper I ever had. One reason why I 

 have never had good horses is that, as I love comfort, I always 

 ride small ones, and you cannot get little horses to carry 1 1 stone 

 long in this country when there is a scent, and there is onl\ a 

 scent when the going is very deep ninety-nine times out ot a 

 hundred ; of course, I mean if you really want to see the tun ; 

 anyone can nurse a pony all day. I bought a halt-sister ot 



