408 Saddle and Sirloin. 



Quorn, while Lord Stamford was master. He would 

 ride anything, but Comet was generally " the Captain's 

 horse," and they were wont to joke him about having 

 cut his initials on him with his spur, when the pair had 

 a bit of a scramble at an ox fence. He was Master 

 of the Horse to his lordship and then to Mr. Naylor ; 

 and one of his proudest recollections was the way in 

 which (when, in consequence of Godding's illness, he 

 and the head-lad were in charge) he hood-winked the 

 touts about Macaroni's trial. The Manchester men 

 grumbled at the hard measure which he sometimes 

 dealt out to them ; but the mirth of the land is gone, 

 and the Cheshire covert-side now lacks its most radiant 

 element. 



" I would give half a hundred men, 

 Black Douglas were alive again." 



Dr. Bellyse was nearly as well known in the county 

 as his father, and by virtue of his long connexion with 

 coursing he was always allowed to ride with the beaters 

 at The Waterloo. He was true to the sport to the 

 last, and a fall from his pony at the Sudbury meeting 

 somewhat hastened his end. Latterly he did not run 

 dogs in public, but still he bred a few for private cours- 

 ing. Bachelor, the founder of the Bugle blood, was 

 bred by him, and he never forsook that strain. He 

 left Audlem some years before his death, and the 

 practice which he had inherited was" transferred to his 

 son. Latterly he occupied a pretty little Cheshire home 

 at Dorfold not far from Nantwich. His love of the 

 leash peeped out a hundred ways from Cerito on the 

 wall to the " Stonehenge " and " Thacker " on the 

 table, and the greyhound couchant on the paper-weight 

 and inkstand. Everything about him was as natty 

 as himself. He did not inherit his father's taste for 

 the Turf, but he treasured the stories he had heard 

 from him of The Roodee, and the Mostyn Mile. 

 Beyond keeping the box of silver spurs (over which 

 he waxed quite eloquent when it was drawn out) and 



