LIEUT.-COL. THE HON. W. H. ALLSOPP 



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the crow flies, from Galley Hills. Hounds carried the Hne right up to 

 Miss Abbatt's School, and, happy omen! up to within fifty yards of the 

 Master's grounds. Here four hounds turned back on the very track the fox 

 had taken, behind the chapel. At the same time, a holloa over the road 

 could be distinctly heard. Had Bailey turned into Mr. Whipps' yard 

 instead of going through my fields, he would have been right on the track 

 of the fox ; but even then I question whether he would have caught him, 

 for scent is rarely good in the Forest, and hounds could never speak to a 

 line again, though their waving sterns proclaimed their suspicions. They 

 had been running for sixty-five minutes up to Epping town, and must have 

 covered at least twelve miles. It was a grand run, grass, woodland, and 

 plough, and thrust and thirst from start to finish. 



Lieut.-Col. the Hon. W. H. Allsopp was Major in the 3rd 

 Battalion Worcestershire Militia when this portrait on his good 

 grey horse "Coroner" was taken at the Norton Camp, 

 Worcester. " Coroner" was a good performer in any country, 

 and when in the hands of Mr. T. G. Smith, of Worcester, 

 from whom the Colonel bought him, he jumped the Crowle 

 brook, and although carrying 15 st. in the Essex Welter 

 race at Rundells in 1890, came in third, with his owner 

 — the Colonel — up. All men who hunted with the Essex 

 were very sorry when the Colonel gave up his winter 

 quarters at the Green Man, Harlow, and sought fresh fields 

 and pastures new, for he was a very cheery companion in the 

 hunting field, a good man across country and a staunch 

 supporter of the local races, in which he generally had a 

 flutter. The Colonel's love of horses has taken him into a 

 wider field. In 1896 we find him holding the office of 

 President of the Hunters' Improvement Society, with which, 

 as one of its most active members, he has ever since so closely 

 identified himself. 



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