26 HARDEST DAY's HUNTING I EVER WITNESSED. 



the gorse up the hill to the left, by the spinney against Rogers', 

 over the brook, bore to the left, across Sykes's farm up to 

 Skeffington, across the Turnpike close to the kennels, bore to 

 the right over Atkin's gravel pit close, straight for Skeffing- 

 ton and Til ton Woods, over Robin a Tiptoe, up to Launde 

 Wood in the middle ride, leaving the lodge on the left he ran 

 straight up to the Quaker's Lodge at Ridlington, after as fine a 

 hunting run of i hour 30 minutes as I ever wish to see. 



Master's comment in a footnote on the death of Henry Greene. 



I was dreadfully grieved on coming home to find that poor 

 Greene, who had entertained us at his house, had talked cheer- 

 fully with us all, and who was apparently in his usual health, 

 had gone home after being out half-an-hour with the hounds, 

 and died in his chair in ten minutes ; so uncertain is life ! ! ! 



1862. 

 January 2nd. Met at Ilston-on-the-Hill. Drew Burgess's Spinnies 

 blank, found a brace of foxes at Shangton Holt, one of which 

 they mopped, leaving nothing but his blood to tell the tale ; 

 the other went away for the Hardwick, bore to the right by 

 Pratt's house, back to Shangton Holt, through it, over the 

 Carlton Road, bore to the right under Nev/ Inn, across for 

 Noseley, through Noseley W^ood, over Stonton Brook up to 

 Stonton Wood, where he was so far before us we thought it 

 best to go and try for another, which v/e did at Glooston 

 Wood and had the run of the season, making up, with what we 

 had done before, the hardest day's hnnting I ever ivitnessed. 

 Found him at Glooston Wood, ran between Cranoe and 

 Glooston on the road, by Dent's Spinney, by Stonton Wood, 

 through Glooston Wood almost to Hallaton Wood, by Fallow 

 Closes to Hallaton and Goadby Road, up by Vowe's towards 

 Hallaton, up to Blaston Wood to Slawston Gorse, through it, 

 down the hill over Medbourne Road, crossed Welham and 

 Slawston Road almost to Welham Lodge ; here the fox and 

 hounds were in the same field ; we expected to run into him 

 every minute, but as he kept gaining, although the hounds 

 raced at him, he must have been a fresh fox ; he ran up the 

 valley between Cranoe and Welham up to the Slawston Road, 

 over it, up to Vowe's house, over the Hallaton Road, over the 

 Rector^' farm (here I had to help a friend with his horse, and 

 lost a great deal of time), across the Hallaton and Norton 

 Road, pointed for Horninghold, over the Alexton and 



