1874] CAPITAL OPENING WEEK. 363 



Tuesday, TJie New Inn. — Found at Needwood House, ran a ring by Kniglitley 

 Park and back, through the covert, where we found, out towards Hanbury, and 

 killed. Fifty minutes. 



Found again at Byrkley Lodge and ran to ground near Kangeraore. Went 

 back to Byrkley, got on another fox, ran a very wide ring, and eventually killed 

 in the Cupandition covert. One hour and three minutes. Capital day. 



Thursday, Jiadhurne. — Three foxes in the Rough, went away with one by 

 Dalbury Lees, ran him slowly down to Barton, and lost him near Boylestone. 

 Found again at Sapperton, ran very fastnearly up to Potter's Covert, where he 

 bore to the left by Bentley Car, and went nearly up to Cubley village, turned 

 along the brook side, and we killed him in an orchard within half a mile of 

 Boylestone. Capital forty-five minutes. 



Saturday, BUthlmry. — Poor scent in the morning. Ran a ring with a fox 

 from Pipe Wood up to the Black Flats, and back by Laurence's Wood, and lost 

 him. Killed a fox, with a foot recently off, in a small covert by Cawarden Spring, 

 and a very soft-hearted cub at Ridware. Trotted off to Forge Coppice, found a 

 fox and ran very fast up to Abbott's Bromley, and back to Forge Coppice, through 

 the covert and back the same line, and he got to ground just in front of the 

 hounds. First-rate scent in the afternoon. 



Monday, Yoxall village. — Found at Wichnor. Rattled him up and do^vn 

 the wood, out towards Barton, and killed him in the road by Cross Hayes. About 

 forty-five minutes. Found again in the covert by Cross Hayes (Nichol's Wood), 

 ran through the Bath, by Dunstall, into Bagot's Woods, all through the w^oods, 

 across the Park, and killed him. One hour and ten minutes. Capital scent, and 

 hounds could turn and hunt like beagles. 



Tuesday, Boylestone. — Lots of foxes in the covert by Saint's (late Potter's). 



Mr. Potter had now gone to live at Ashbourne, whence 

 he eventually migrated to Scotland, where he died. He 

 was quite a character, and his green-coated figure was a 

 familiar one with the Meynell for many years. He was 

 noted for his hospitality and preservation of foxes, and, 

 though not a hard rider, like his friend and neighbour, 

 Trevor Yates, yet he was a thorough good sportsman, and 

 saw as much of a run as most people. 



Ran a ring with one towards Longford and back through the covert, and lost 

 him. Found again at the Spath, ran by Sutton Gorse to Dalbury; here we 

 viewed him along the brook side to the left, and went back by the gorse, and 

 pointed as if for Radburne. But he turned again and came back by Etwall and 

 Hilton Gorse, and we lost him by the turnpike road near Marston-on-Dove. 

 Long hunting run over a good country, but never scent enough at any time to 

 press a fox. 



Thursday, Stenson Lock. — Several foxes in Stenson fields ; no scent, and we 

 could do nothing with them. Drew the Potluck osier-beds blank. Found in 

 Spilsbury's Covert, ran to Egginton, and lost. Another fox in the gorse, but 

 could do nothing. Nine degrees of frost last night and not an atom of scent 

 to-day. 



Saturday, SoUesfon.—A brace of foxes in Dove Cliff osier-bed. Ran one to 



