4 Random Recollections of the 



veloped an aptitude for fencing, and I nearly 

 always found young horses jump bigger and 

 bolder than their aged rivals — the former make 

 better efforts in case of a scramble, and do 

 not realise that hard ground shakes them. 



Whilst on the subject of 3^oung ones, I well 

 recollect one morning during cubbing, whilst 

 exercising a three year old, I thought I heard 

 the music of hounds, and listened for a moment. 

 The atmosphere being hazy it was difficult to 

 discern objects at any distance. A wood lay 

 on a hill side about two miles on the left, and as 

 the fog somewhat lifted I descried hounds leav- 

 ing covert almost mute, as hard as they could 

 drive, nearly in single file. Losing no time in 

 galloping to the nearest point to cut in, I 

 succeeded in getting on terms as they crossed a 

 turnpike road at a terrific pace to the next wood. 

 In a few minutes they were streaming away 

 again in the direction of Belvoir, with most of 

 the riders tailed off, as reynard in sore straits 

 wheeled round leftward, with hounds coursing 

 him to ground in a turnip field, whence 

 he was without difficulty dislodged and given 

 to the pack, after affording one of the fastest 

 runs on record of thirty minutes. I believe 



