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those who came out with us had no chance to 

 sit down and take a nap while hounds turned 

 the leaves over to assure us that she had gone 

 on. I am sorry that I cannot agree with our 

 dear friend about spoiling harriers by hunting 

 other species, but all I can say is that '' it's all 

 rot." 



On turning over in my mind the best all- 

 round day I ever had with the hare, I pause 

 on the date of February 17th, 1885. That 

 brings a thrilhng memory of glorious sport, 

 and I know that there are still a few left alive 

 who were out with us that day ; amongst 

 others, there was a Mr. Tunnard, of Boston, 

 who was riding a big thorough-bred bay horse. 



We met at Dunton cross-roads, and those 

 who know the country will be able to confirm 

 my opinion that it was, without doubt, a day 

 that ^vill want a lot of beating. We found 

 our first hare on Kidman's farm, next to 

 Middlesex, and ran her very nicely over 

 Newton farm. She left Dunton Fen on her 

 right, went over the brook off Sunderland 

 Lower Farm, along the grasses, over Latton 



