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me think that my neck was broken, as he did come down a 

 bustler, and stars were flying about all over my head ; 1 sat 

 there blinking and winking for several minutes, before I 

 knew where I was, and then came round and got up ; 

 mounted again, and joined in a good gallop after another 

 fox ; next day I was alright, but very stiff about the head, 

 neck and shoulders, and have not forgotten my day on 

 " Bobby Lamb," as he was always called in the hunt, though 

 he was purchased from Mr. Fred Lamb. 



During Sir William's last season, in the early cub- 

 hunting, I remember Mr. T. W. Tindall was out one day ; he 

 was staying with Mr. Ord, who told me that he had never 

 been out hunting in his life before. We had some capital 

 fun with a fox from Sandy Lees, running a nice ring by 

 Viewly plantations, as if for Elton, and coming back by 

 Oxeye, and killing near Mr. Newby's house. Mrs. Surtees 

 of Redworth, who was then very fond of hunting on a clever 

 brown horse, was out with us, and the brush was handed 

 to her, but when she heard that it was Mr. Tindall's first 

 day, she insisted on the brush being given to him, saying 

 that it might make a good fox-hunter of him. I forget 

 whether we blooded him, but her words came true, for he 

 afterwards became master of the Cambridgeshire Hounds 

 from 1888-91, when, I believe, he died. The last season of Sir 

 William's last mastership was nothing like that of 1879-80; 

 in fact it was one of the worst scenting seasons that 1 can 

 call to mind, but you have to take things as they come, and 

 there were good days in store for us. 



In 1881, Sir William Eden, who had shown excellent 

 sport for three seasons, retired from the mastership in order 

 that he might travel in foreign parts, especially India, and 

 Mr. Ord succeeded him in the mastership. This season was 



