CHAPTER XL 

 A Good Run in Snow, and an Interesting Day 



WITH THE WeNSLEYDALE HoUNDS. 



ON March 15th, 1886, Mr. Tomlinson, who 

 is now master, with Bob the huntsman, 

 and one or two more true bred ones, 

 started off, notwithstanding the snow, which was 

 nearly a foot deep. The meet was at Apedale 

 which is about two miles north of Castle Bolton, 

 but on coming across the drag of a fox in Bolton 

 West Park the hounds were laid on and right 

 carefully did they hunt it in the direction of 

 Virgin lead mine, then doubling slightly back, 

 and to the west, they carried it merrily on down 

 and across Beldon Bottom, when the varmint stole 



