FOX-HUNTING RECOLLECTIONS 7 



Walter Long of Preshaw ; the Vyne, by Lord 

 Portsmouth ; and the Hursley, with Mr. Tregon- 

 well as Master. The last was a squire from 

 Dorsetshire ; such a trim little man between 

 fifty and sixty, always in faultless costume, with 

 boots and breeches worthy of a better country, 

 rather deaf and very silent. While at a hunt 

 breakfast in the barracks some young spark 

 (with doubtful taste) stuffed his horn with buttered 

 toast, but even the discovery of this indignity he 

 endured in complacent silence. A few years ago 

 I accidentally came across his tombstone in a 

 Bournemouth churchyard, where he has been 

 resting for many years. When we could not 

 leave barracks until after morning parade there 

 was a pack of harriers which could always be 

 found, and was never far away, hunted by old 

 James Dear, a brewer at Winchester. Another 

 pack was kept by John Day, the well-known 

 trainer at Danebury, near Stockbridge, but these 

 were more difficult to reach. Mr. Nevill of 

 Chilland kept a few couples of black St. Hubert 

 hounds and a tame deer or two ; he was much 

 deformed, and obliged to ride in a kind of basket 

 chair on the top of his saddle. On hunting 

 mornings the whole party went to the appointed 

 fixture ; the deer was given a generous start, and 

 ran until captured by the St. Huberts. When 



