mills' fagot stick fox 



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every man's career, is inevitable ; and which, " taken at the flood, leads on 



to fortune," but taken at the ebb leads knows where — for a known ford 



lay only two fields behind us, and an unknown one many more in front, 

 leading directly away from Colonel Lockwood's coverts, for which most of 

 us very naturally thought the fox was making. Mr. Harry Sworder did 

 not hesitate a moment, and his prompt and bold decision settled the 

 vacillation of more than one. 



Bailey, too, kept to the right bank of the river, riding parallel with the 

 hounds as they drove over the water meadows on the left, and so reached 

 the ford, through which he and Mr. Sworder were about to plunge, when it 

 appeared that the next field was wired in right across the line hounds were 

 running — the only time in my limited experience that I ever remember wire 

 being a blessing in disguise, for it certainly kept us from crossing that ford, 

 and, as luck would have it, just below Mr. Kemsley's house hounds came 

 over the river again. 



Richard Waltham on "Peggy" 



Mr. Waltham is one of the farmers, too few alas, who is 

 able to get a clay's hunting now and then in our Monday 

 country. No one, however, enjoys it more, and no one has 

 done more good from time to time in smoothing over difficul- 

 ties arising from such things as poultry claims on the Monday 



