1859] DAY ON CANNOCK CHACE. 191 



her country, the fearless manner with which she took her fences, and her graceful 

 style of riding. She was at the tail of the hounds every inch of the road. Late 

 in the day. Lord Stamford's hounds, which had met at Donington Park (the 

 residence of Colonel Daniel), ran through Spring Wood, near Melbourne, and on 

 to Gorstyleys, just at the same time as Mr. Meynell Ingram's hounds entered the 

 same wood. Both packs were then whipped off. 



Charnwood. 



BelVs Life for March 13tli, 1859, has the following :— 



Mr. Editoe, — February 28th, met at Black Slough, the property of that fine 

 old English gentleman, John Newton Lane, Esq., King's Bromley Manor. The 

 day being frosty, did not throw off until a quarter past twelve o'clock ; the 

 hounds were then thrown into Vicar's Coppice — blank ; then to Black Slough ; 

 found immediately two brace of foxes. Rattling them round the wood several 

 times, one was viewed away. After a very sharp burst, he was run to ground. 

 While the fox was being dug out, trotted off to Tom Hay Wood, then to Elmhurst 

 Gorse and Seady Mill Plantations, all unfortunately drawn blank ; away then to 

 Fradly Wood, where a leash of foxes were on foot; the thrilling voice of Tom 

 Leedham, the huntsman, with his gallant pack, soon told bold reynard the ground 

 was too hot for him. Gone away! Hark, hillo ! Making his way over a fine 

 country, through Black Slough to Vicar's Coppice and Haunch Wood, at a 

 tremendous pace, then across the Shaws, over the canal bridge, then to the 

 Brickhill Farm, running him into view at King's Bromley Park, killing him in 

 Mr. Lane's garden, close to the kitchen. Thus ended one of the best day's sport 

 of the season. There were several falls and somersaults (out of such a large 

 field) during the day, but not so well executed as some of the performers at 

 Cook's theatre in London. Too much praise cannot be given to Mr. Lane's 

 keeper, Herbert Palmer (who is a very civil and obliging man), for his exertions — 

 such an abundance of foxes and game. This is another instance that foxes and 

 game can be preserved by a right keeper in his right place. 



Yours, etc., 



A LovEK OF Sports. 



The last account of sport with the Meynell in this 

 year comes out of a scrap-book without any heading, so it 

 is not possible to acknowledge its origin. It says — 



Cannock Chace still holds essentially wild foxes, as I think the perusal of the 

 following run wiir sufficiently prove. On Thursday, March 24th, the fixture 

 being Wolseley Park, we proceeded to draw Shugborough, where shortly a fox 

 was on foot. After two or three turns in the covert on the hill by the Rugely 

 and Stafford road, he, at length, made his point, crossing the road near Oakedge 

 Park up the Beggar's Hill. Immediately after crossing the hounds at once hit his 

 line, and took him at a capital pace for the Park pales of Teddesley, leaving the 

 Sherbrooke pools on his left, and crossing Teddesley Warren by the Spring 

 Slade Lodge to the plantation. At Teddesley he bore to the left, and, as if to 

 prove his stoutness, again faced the open chace up the Huntington valley, as if 

 for Hednesford, but still bearing to the left. Here the pace became first rate, 

 and Ladyhill covert was evidently his point. Up to it and through it he went 

 without dwelling for a moment, straight over Rugely racecourse, by the stone 



