P.AILEV HAS A BAD KALI. OVKR WIRE 



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thread his way over the bank into the next field, a grass meadow. Shpping 

 down to the brook, we quickly hit off two fords over it, soon breasted the 

 hill up to Mr. Green's house at Parndon over the road, and, still pressing 

 on at a good pace, left Mr. Harris's house on the right, when after 

 running up the next field hounds began to turn a little left-handed ; crossing 

 another brook, several very nice grass fields came in our line, with a stiff 

 fence into a road, Mr. Tyndale White on his chestnut leading over it. 



Hounds were now tearing over the grass ; crossing a road and a couple 

 of lanes, with fences coming thick and fast, we soon reached Harlow 

 Common, over which hounds ran very fast into Latton ; here the stamina 

 and breed of most of the horses was put to a severe test, Mr, Ball, on 

 his chestnut mare " Lucy," and the huntsman reaching the covert as soon 

 as anyone ; hounds never dwelt a second, and as we galloped on with Bailey, 

 it was a rare treat to see them come out on the left and race away over 



Homeward Bound. 



A Halt for Refreshments. 



After a raintins. I'V Kdiinaui Ethelsto 



the grass towards Rundells. Crossing below it, and over the steeplechase 

 course, hounds tore along at a great pace, Messrs. Tyndale White, Jones and 

 the huntsman with a strong lead going through the gate at the end of the 

 long grass meadow together ; bearing slightly left-handed, they still pressed 

 on, over the grass and, getting on some ploughed land near Mr. G. Hart's 

 farm, they crossed the road and went racing along the brook, another 

 slight turn to the left, letting a few up. He was now running in view and 

 hounds were very much tailed out ; one try for liberty round Mr, Trevennen's 

 stack yard, and the bitches had him ; forty minutes, and at least, a six mile 

 point. It was very close and hot, and all those who had ridden the line to 

 hounds had had quite enough — at least their horses had. Messrs, Gerald 

 Buxton and Willie Sewell were well up towards the end, but it was a 

 steeplechase all the way from Latton. It is not very pleasant to see a man 

 laid out flat, with every appearance of a broken neck, but I certainly thought 



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