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T.EAVES FROM A HUNTING DIARY 



following day, with the result that there was a much smaller attendance at 

 what certainly used to be a very popular tryst, attracting many from oyer 

 the border ; but its ancient glory has departed, for we rarely get the big 

 runs so common in days gone by, when the owner of Galley Hills lived at 

 Monkhams.- Thanks, however, to the staunch support of one of the strongest 

 pillars of the hunt, Mr. Charles Bury, we are sure of a find. His son, I am 

 glad to say, is following in the footsteps of his sire, and is a very keen 

 sportsman ; so much so that his father, who has, in common with most of 

 us, a partiality for jugged hare, tells me that he has not been able to taste 

 his favourite dish once this season, as all the hares are now kept for 

 the harriers, and that his son would not allow a pheasant to be shot until the 

 coverts had first been drawn for fox. Yes, there are three foxes there; 

 they were all seen on Thursday, and at present they laugh at Bailey and 

 the Essex Hounds. 



Nasing Common 



Do you know what it is to leave home late on the chance of 

 finding" hounds? Do you know that some will tell you that 

 it is unorthodox — equally unsportsmanlike ? But if stolen 

 waters are sweet, so is the pleasure and excitement enhanced — 

 provided you disturb no coverts — should you have the luck 

 to nick in for an afternoon run, perchance after a busy morning 

 in town. But the meet must lie handy at your door, every 



* Mr. Colvin is back again at Monkhams, and was it thirty or thirty-five cubs. 

 Wood you tell me were found there the first morning's cubbing in 1899 ?— Ed. 



Capt. 



