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keenest preservers in the county. Drew the Wreas and Cors- 

 lie covert blank, but found in Elphinstone big wood. After 

 dusting his jacket well in covert, he broke at the bottom end, 

 going straight through Lawfield Gorse, on up the hill to the 

 left, round High Barlogan, and back to the Wreas ; but here, 

 as the country was covered by the franchise hollowing on 

 every hill, Squires gave it up, and trotted away down to 

 Drums, where they found at once. He came out at the 

 bottom of the glen, and bent up the hill to the left over the 

 march wall, as if his point was Elphinstone, but turned sharp 

 back again to the right, going over the left side of Barscube 

 Hill, and on to ground at Knockmountain Gorse. This was 

 a very pretty twenty minutes, the hounds going as straight as 

 an arrow from find to finish. 



Tuesday, 12th, Caldwell. — Found in a moment (Colonel 

 Mure being a keen preserver of foxes), and went away over 

 the Lugton Road, up the hill towards Dunlop, and back to 

 the left, to ground at the Grange "Wood. This was a very 

 pretty twenty-five minutes for hounds, but part of the line 

 was rather boggy, and "'ammer, 'ammer on the 'ard, 'ard 

 road," was the order of the day. Now came the run of the 

 season as yet. The moment the hounds were thrown into 

 Shelford Toll covert, a fine old dog-fox broke near the toll 

 and went away a burster as if for Neilston Pad, but, suddenly 

 changing his mind, turned sharp to the left at Smiddy Hill, 

 down over the Cowdon Burn, across the road and up the hill 

 to Millthird. This was a pumper for the horses, and the 

 hounds got rather the better of them. Colonel Buchanan, 

 having got a bad start, seeing the hounds turning to the left, 

 galloped up the road and caught the hounds at a small strip 

 of wood on the top of the hill, with their heads up. The fox, 

 being pumped with the tremendous pace they had raced him 

 up the hill, had lain down. He jumped up in view of the 

 hounds, and away they went "a-splitter" on to Middleton, 

 through which the fox went — turning to the right down to 

 the old road, then along the face of the hill past Woodneuk 

 West Arthurlie, and the game covert to the gorse at Trees. 



