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and Smeaton road, and after dodging up one 

 hedgerow and down another for thirty-five 

 minutes, at last come up to their fox in some 

 disused farm buildings at Cock Howie. The 

 finish was not sudden, as although it was 

 certain that the fox was somewhere in the 

 buildings, he could not be located, and it 

 was through an old bitch, 'Adelaide,* who 

 would not leave a particular corner, that his 

 hiding place w^as discovered. The hunt after 

 this fox was two hours and three-quarters, 

 from the time hounds first spoke, in Felgill 

 Moor. 



29th December. During Mr. Moubray's 

 Mastership, the hunt w^hich I am about to 

 describe is by general consent allowed to be 

 the best that has taken place, and in many 

 hunting diaries is, I hope, marked with a good 

 big red cross. Although one is always apt 

 to think one's own geese swans, there hap- 

 pened on this date to be a good many people 

 from other packs of hounds, hunting with 

 the Bedale ; and a large number of them 

 have personally described the run to me as ' * a 

 very fine hunt,'*— hounds and huntsman 

 both coming in for much praise. The start 

 of the day was not propitious, as Uckerby 

 and Bolton Whins failed to provide the need- 

 ful article. On the way to draw the Kiphn 

 coverts, hounds were run through Greenberry 

 Wood. They at once spoke to a line, but 

 only faintly (the fox evidently having gone 

 some time) , and hunted slowly up to a whinney 

 field, on the west side of the road, opposite 



