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before I liad noticed on the adjoining farm barbed wire stretching along by 

 the side of the road nearly to Waltham Abbey. However, our fox, when he 

 broke, took a very good line, and although we rode with fear and trembling 

 at nearly every fence, Ave managed to get along and to see hounds. 



■ Andrew Roddick 



In full war ])aint (by my special request) as a yeomanry 

 trooper in the Duke of York's Own Loyal Suffolk Hussars, 

 whose headquarters are at Waltham Abbey. Mr. Roddick is a 

 familiar figure with the Essex Hounds, and is as fond of making- 

 young horses and shoving them along to the front as his father, 

 Andrew Roddick, is of slipping a good greyhound at a strong- 

 hare. In '98 he steered his own horse to victory over the big 

 Stondon course in the Farmers' Welter Point-to-Point, and 

 given luck, it is not the last x'ictory of this description that 

 he is likelv to win. , . , 



* He was one of the first to volunteer for the front in December, 1899. 



