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and hounds were all round him. Luckily, however, he made a bolt with 

 one hound close at him across the line, hounds tearing along m view and, 

 bearin<^ right-handed, ran very fast up the meadow towards Weir Hatches. 

 It was'^a case of the devil take the hindmost ; however, Messrs. Bevan and 

 \rkwright, with Bailey, reached Weir Hatches with the hounds, which 

 probably divided, for they crossed the line but came back to Bailey's horn, 

 and away we went again at a great pace to Parndon Hall and over the 

 Park down to Passmore's, Harris's. Bearing left-handed through the Fir 

 Plantation, they ran up to Netteswell, back through Vicarage Wood, rattling 

 him along over Mark Hall Park across the road, nearly to Harlow Station 



Drummond Cunliffe Smith on "Chancery 



again, and, bearing left-handed, ran very fast through Weir Hatches over 

 the road once more and up to Latton Rectory, where they pulled him down 

 after a capital 50 minutes. Most of the horses, except Mr. Arkwright's and 

 the grey, had had enough. It was a jolly gallop. Home again at 6. None 

 of us could catch Mr. Drummond Smith in the evening gallop with a 

 fox from Mr. Fitch's stack heap on Monday, February 29th — a day marked 

 by cold showers, and one of the Colonel's foxes killed in a run from the 

 Big Wood to the Forest; and another of Mrs. M'Intosh's chopped in 

 covert. Hounds came away from the stack heap as if glued to their fox, 

 and streaked through Miss Houblon's garden and across Gaynes Park and 



