i68 Reminiscences of a 



came a real good crowner on the cinder road. My neck 

 swelled up at once ; it was a good thing it is only a short 

 one, as had it been any longer, it would have been knocked 

 clean out. " Vulcan " went bang on to his head, too, but 

 was no worse. I got my other horse when I came round 

 a bit, and rode quietly home, which caused me to miss one 

 of the best days of this season, or, I am told, of any other 

 season. I think I am right in saying that both Mr. John 

 Beach and Mr. Baxter lost horses during the run, as there 

 were many accidents, which is not surprising when you take 

 into consideration the points, one, they said, of six miles 

 and another of eight, over the cream of the country. The 

 fox went to ground below Great Stainton, and a passing 

 sweep's brush was utilized to bolt him, without success. A 

 terrier, I was told, was then put in and had a terrible time 

 with the fox, which broke his jaw. I came round after a 

 good dose of Elliman's embrocation, and was alright in a 

 few days, but my neck was black for a fortnight or more. 

 This January provided us with fine sport nearly every day. 



