66 FOX-HUNTING RECOLLECTIONS 



killing Dragoons. Never was there a better Hunt 

 Secretary. Nowadays he is Colonel Powell of 

 Brooklands, Lyndhurst, probably the oldest 

 member of the Hunt Club, a Forest fox-hunter 

 all his life, and now, as ever, a courteous, kindly 

 gentleman. 



During the summer of 1875 the Yorkshire 

 Hound Show was held at Driffield, and I was 

 asked to act as Judge there, in company with 

 that celebrated Devonian the Reverend Jack 

 Russell ; the other Judge was Mr. Hill, who kept 

 a north-country pack. We all went to stay 

 with Mr. James Hall at Scorborough in the East 

 Riding ; he was a famous Yorkshire M.F.H., 

 having been Master of the Holderness Hunt 

 for about thirty years. There was a jovial party 

 there, amongst whom I remember Lord Fever- 

 sham, Sir Watkin Wynn, the Rev. Cecil Legard, 

 and many others. In the showyard during that 

 afternoon Jack Russell came over to me and, in 

 what perhaps he thought was a whisper, said, 

 in very audible tones, *' I say, Graham, if you 

 and I are going to stay at Bramham for next 

 Sunday we had better give George Fox one of 

 these prizes, or we shall never hear the last of 

 it/' His ideas of justice and merit were the cause 

 of much laughter among the spectators. How- 

 ever, we did go to Bramham, and on the following 



