298 NIMROD'S NORTHERN TOUR. 



Oa another occasion Lord Kintore turned schoolmaster. He was 

 riding a four-year colt with Mr. Clarke, then landlord of Barnby-moor 

 inn, Yorkshire, having been looking at some cattle stock in his neigh- 

 bourhood, when Mr. Foljambe's hounds were seen coming towards 

 them with their fox. " What's to be done, Clarke ?" said his lordship, 

 *' Why, my lord," said Mr. Clarke, " if you will find neck I will find 

 horse; but the colt you are on never was over a fence in his life." 

 "Then here goes for the first time," exclaimed my lord ; and getting 

 quickly to the hounds, lived with them to the end of the run. He was 

 at that time unknown to Mr. Foljambe ; but as in such moments as 

 these sportsmen are quickly discovered by each other, his lordship was 

 soon followed by a note, inviting him to the house of the owner of the 

 hounds, where he remained for another day's hunting. Of Mr. Clarke 

 it may not be amiss to add, that he was one of the best innkeepers in 

 England, and is a first-rate judge of stock of all descriptions. 



Agreeable to my usual custom, I give a short account of what is called 

 the Turriff country, now hunted by Lord Kintore, previously to my 

 speaking of what I saw in it. It has been hunted altogether about four- 

 score years. First, by " the old Duke of Gordon" as he was wont to 

 be called in Scotland, namely, the father to the late much-lamented duke. 

 Then by a subscription pack, to which the famous John Craik, of whom 

 I shall have something to say hereafter, was huntsman. Next by the 

 late Duke of Gordon, when Marquess of Huntley, to whom Craik was 

 likewise huntsman. Next by Captain Barclay, of Ury. Next by the 

 late Lord Kennedy. Next by Mr. Peel, who emigrated to Swan River, 

 and of whose speculation we have lately heard such a melancholy account. 

 Next by Lord Kintore, before he went south ; after which it was vacant 

 for a few years. It was, however, subsequently occupied by Mr. Taylor, 



