The Quorn Hunt 



although you may have had no sport in the 

 morning, there has almost certainly been enough 

 work, what with trotting or galloping from 

 one covert to another, a short scurry here and 

 another there, to take the morning steel out of 

 your horse. Then what are you to do ? Go home 

 with the crowd, or stay and play second fiddle to 

 your happier fellows on their fresh horses ; or 

 come to inevitable grief in a brave attempt to show 

 them the way on your tired one ? As to not hunt- 

 ing every day from Melton, that never entered into 

 any human head. So, though undoubtedly Melton 

 was made for man to hunt from, it is not every 

 man (nor horse either) was made to hunt from 

 Melton. 



It was quite in the right order of things that a 

 Forester should once more rule over a Leicester- 

 shire hunt. It is years ago since George, second 

 Lord Forester resigned the mastership of the 

 Belvoir hounds, after a reign which some regard 

 as the golden age of that historic hunt. In 1905 

 another Forester, a relative, too, of the famous 

 ^' Cecil " and ^' George " Foresters of Melton fame, 

 became Master of the Quorn. Captain Frank 

 Forester, of Saxilbye Hall, was formerly in the 3rd 

 Hussars, and had been twice Master of Hounds of 

 the Limerick Hunt, and of the old Berkshire. He 

 is also well known as an owner of racehorses, and 

 won the Lincoln Handicap in 1904. But what 



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