CHAPTER XVII. 



MODERN TIMES. 



Waken, lords and ladies gay, 

 To the green -wood haste away ; 

 We can show you where he lies. 

 Fleet of foot, and tall of size ; 

 We can show the marks he made, 

 When 'gainst the oak his antlers frayed ; 

 You shall see him brought to bay, 

 Waken, lords and ladies gay. 



Sir Walter Scott (Hunting Song). 



On the resignation of Mr. Bisset, the choice of the 

 hunt committee fell on Viscount Ebrington, to the 

 great satisfaction, not only of Mr. Bisset, but of the 

 whole hunt. A Fortescue thus, after a lapse of 

 over sixty years, once more was Master of the 

 staghounds. 



Mr. Bisset' s good will and generosity towards the 

 hunt knew no bounds ; he not only presented the 

 pack to the new Master, but he granted him a 

 lease of the kennels and stables at an almost nominal 

 rent, and after his death he left the Oxford property 

 to trustees for a term of years, on trust to let it to 

 the then Master of the staghounds, so long as the 

 hunt should be properly carried on in the manner 

 it had been by himself and Lord Ebrington. 



For six seasons Lord Ebrington retained the 

 Mastership and continued to show sport of a very 



