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of terriers, drove over to Sedbergli, wliicli is 

 aLout twenty-four miles distant ; the hounds- 

 following. 



Having reached our destination — " The Black 

 Bull Hotel " — and seen that the hounds were fed 

 and carefully put up for the night, we joined the 

 keeper and a few sporting friends of the neigh- 

 bourhood, and fixed for a start at six o'clock in 

 the morning. Punctually to the minute — all 

 being fresh and well — we started off. 



We went up the hill by Winder, and when 

 we had nearly reached the top, the homids 

 suddenly began to feather and flourish, and I 

 well remember saying to the keeper, " There, 

 that's his drag ; where does he feed, and where is 

 his lair? ; as we don't want to hunt heel if we can 

 help it." He replied, " Cautley Crag will be his 

 destination." It w^as then about half -past seven. 

 We took the line to the right, and had a nice 

 holding drag, not too fast, nor yet too slow, but 

 just sufficiently strong enough to allow each 

 hound to do his full share of work ; and that 

 I consider is the very essence of hill hunting, 



