142 FOX-HUNTING RECOLLECTIONS 



A year or two ago I took up a weekly pictorial 

 paper, with a picture intended to portray the meet 

 of a pack of foxhounds somewhere in Leicester- 

 shire. In the foreground was represented an 

 elderly gentleman on horseback in a hunting- 

 coat and cap, and underneath were written 

 these remarkable words : '' The well-known 

 octogenarian huntsman, ' Mr. Trilby,' was present 

 on this occasion ! '* 



Throughout the sixties England was ringing 

 with the heroic deeds of Mr. Tailby, and the 

 hunting world were flocking into Market Har- 

 borough to follow Tailby and his brilliant pack 

 over high Leicestershire. He did not even retire 

 until 1878, and already his very name seems to 

 be forgotten and distorted. 



Trilby indeed, and such is fame ! 



Notwithstanding the attractions of the Bedale 

 and Zetland Hunts, I could not be quite happy 

 without some hounds of my own to hunt ; therefore 

 for several years I kept a pack of harriers at my 

 own expense in the old kennels at Norton Conyers. 

 We all know Jorrocks's opinion on the subject 

 of harriers. Does he not say, '' I never sees a 

 chap a-trotting along the turnpike with a 

 thick stick in his hand and a pipe in his 

 mouth, but I says to myself, ' There goes a 

 man well mounted for harriers.* I wouldn't 



