198 THE MEYNELL HOUNDS. 



CHAPTER XVII. 



MR. WALTER BODEN — GOOD RUN FROM DUNSTALL — KILL 



IN MICKLEOVER ASYLUM BYRKLEY LODGE — HENRY 



MARTIN. 



1860-1861. 1861-1862. 



From Derby town a Boden comes, 



A right good man is he ; 

 He I'ides to hounds as nicely 



As you could wish to see. 

 For if they twist, or turn, or race, 



Or go which way they may ; 

 He, like the master 's with them. 



In a quiet sort of way. 



This is no bad description of the subject of this sketch. 

 There was a time when on Jacko, a grey, and Spread Eagle, 

 a black horse, he was nearly invincible. The moment 

 hounds were away, he would sit down in his saddle, dash 

 out of the crowd, get to the front, and, when once there, 

 nothing could stop him. But the flowing verses of the 

 laureate of the chace describe him better than humble, 

 plodding prose : — 



As he sits in the saddle, a baby could tell 



He can hustle a sticker, a flyer can spare ; 

 He has science and nerve, and decision as well. 



He knows where he's going and means to be there. 

 The first day I saw him they said at the meet, 

 " That's a rum one to follow, a bad one to beat." 



