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lost pace, his hackles lay smooth on his neck, and he 

 would tail off sadly. But when there was a check or 

 scent began to weaken, he was there to set the clock 

 right. 



I have forgotten to mention that, during my last 

 two seasons, Jack Abel had taken Wilson's place as 

 kennel huntsman, the latter having been appointed 

 huntsman to the Bicester under the mastership of 

 Lord Chesham. 



Abel had on several occasions commented on 

 Landsman's failing prowess. One day I missed the 

 dear old hound. ' Where's Landsman ? " I inquired, 

 as I cast my eye over the dog pack at the meet. " Better 

 not ask, sir," replied Jack grimly. I took the hint, 

 but felt very sad. Of course, if Landsman had been 

 a normal hound I would have kept him as a stallion ; 

 but he was not. He had the appearance of a gelding, 

 but had been so born, not made. He could perform 

 amorous gymnastics, but there was never any result. 

 In this he resembled Fullerton, to my mind the greatest 

 greyhound of all time, and certainly the most brilliant 

 I ever saw run. 



After my resignation, Bob Webber took on the 

 O.B.H. East, and hunted it for many seasons with 

 great success. In the West, " Mutey " Drake did 

 well, but did not hold on long. He was followed in 

 turn by " Bobby " Leadbetter and Alfred Gilbey, good 

 friends of mine ; but I have no precise information as 

 to the sport they respectively showed. 



