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at Harlow, the hounds pulling down their stag in the open 

 near Hubbartls Hall. Mr. Hart jumped off his favourite horse, 

 " Tippler," to go to the rescue, when the favourite made off, 

 with Mr. Petre after him, all the way to Canes. Although 

 riding a thoroughbred, Mr. Petre failed to catch the runaway, 

 but effectually relieved the anxiety of those who saw a riderless 

 horse come galloping into the yard — ^a kindness Mr. Hart never 

 forgot. To resume the run : — 



Nothing like sticking to the reins. I remember Mr. Henry Petre telling 

 me that he never let go of the reins in his life when he fell. Another fairly 

 easy fence, and, still going downhill, there was a teaser where hounds went 

 — a brambly bank, thorny fence, and a considerable drop to the ditch 

 beyond. Mr. Caldwell, Mr. Arkwright, and a few others took it as a matter 

 of course ; but here was exemplified the one thing lacking in this run to 

 have made it perfection, viz., a little more pace — the pace when to hesitate 

 is to be lost, for " Hesitation '" joined hounds again directly, and saw them 

 swing into Mr. Nicholl's plantation. Turning left-handed over the Cobbins 

 Brook, we had to gallop back 100 yards for a bridge. Galloping up the 

 right-hand side of the wood, hounds were out on the wheat beyond, 

 " Workman,'' " Fearless," and "Tempest" alone working it over a cold 

 bit of plough, which brought us on to the grass and well-gated demesnes of 

 Copped Hall. The going had been very light — how could it be otherwise 

 when you saw the dust fly on the dry fallows ? — but yet many a horse was 

 blowing and many a tail wagging as we galloped across the park, and 

 through the grass rides of its boundary fence, ere reaching the Warren. 

 Exactly fifty minutes from the find we were in the forest, which at 

 5.40 p.m. was a pretty safe place for a fox, even on the last. day of the 

 season. 



1891-92 



Monday, October 12th. Tyler's Cross. Several well-known members of 

 the Essex Hunt were present, in addition to the Master, Mr. C. E. Green ; 

 Mr. Arkwright, Messrs. Caldwell (2), Miss Caldwell, Mr. G. Sewell, the 

 latter riding the " Curate," Mr. Endon Oliver and his sister, Miss Tait, 

 Messrs. Steel, Todhunter, Lee, Pyne (2), Miller, Price, Howard Fowler 

 and others. We had a very merry morning, found at once at Tattle 

 Bushes and ran to Roydon Park, where we killed ; had another spin from 

 there, killed, and a capital gallop from Pinnacles to Roydon Park very fast. 



Saturday, October 24th. High Roothing Street, 10 o'clock. W. and G. 

 Sewell and I sent our horses off at 7 o'clock for the King William, whither 

 we drove and mounted. It was a beautiful morning and quite a large 

 crowd out, including Major G. Capel-Cure, Messrs. Du Cane, W^aters, Cald- 

 wells, S. and R. Christy, Jones, Hill, Price, Tyndale White and Lady 

 Brooke. We had a jog of at least three miles to Crows Wood lying on the 

 right of Garnetts, where we found a straight-necked customer at once ; one 

 rattle round the covert and he was away. Not many open places in the first 

 fence. Bailey nearly down at one and hounds filtering through the other 

 gave those who had got over early a good start, for about ten minutes 

 hounds ran very fiercely, Tyndale White and Arkwright leading the van. 

 Green and Howard Fowler close up. G. Sewell came down in a ditch and 

 W. Sewell caught Du Cane's horse. This fox disappeared like magic. 

 After this, we had another gallop of about forty minutes in and about 



