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or work them out. This is immediately north of 

 Penhill Crags, on the top of Melmerby Moor, 

 overlooking Coverdale. 



On one of the last occasions, I remember our 

 killing two very large foxes, and singular to 

 relate, one was killed by " Ranter," and the other 

 single handed by "Miner." The latter had got a 

 long lead of the pack. These hounds were 

 brothers out of the same litter. The second fox 

 gave a good run of an hour-and-a-half. 



Penliill is a very strong place, there are two 

 holes that we could never bolt foxes out of, and I 

 recollect our losing two terriers in one of them. 

 Mr. Clarkson, The Chantry, told me that Penhill 

 had not been without a litter of cubs for forty 

 years — bar one year — and he was very much 

 annoyed the year they were missing, and so, it 

 would appear, were some of the village sports, 

 as, shortly afterw'ards, the heather was set on fire, 

 and a big patch of grouse moor burnt. This, I 

 thought, was too bad, but looking at it in a 

 sporting light, it might be considered tit for tat. 

 The remedy, however, would seem to have been. 



