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running our small pack. However we eventually lost him in 

 Stoke Park after a good run. I myself saw him crossing the 

 Park, but we had to stop the hounds. The first day we ran 

 him he was taken in the farmyard of a man called Aldridge. 

 I believe that he showed us many a hare afterwards." 



There is rather a good story about old Mr. Tayleur of 

 Buntingsdale, who has long since departed this life. He had 

 an old shepherd on his estate, and one day, shortly after he had 

 changed his name from Taylor to Tayleur, he met him in his park. 



*' What do you call your dog? " he asked. " Wal," replied 

 the shepherd, *' ah used to call 'im * Growler,' but I suppose 

 I shall 'ave to call 'im ' Growl-E-U-R ' now." 



The 1859 season was a highly successful one. There were, 

 as I have already said, no less than 58 subscribers. The staff 

 was the same, and the names of the hounds are given in the 

 appendix at the end. Ricardo and Lord Parker used to 

 whip in when the regular whips were absent. No more attempts 

 were made on the part of the Head Master to put down the 

 Beagles. Here are some of the best runs : 



'' Monday, Feb, 2Sth. Met at Athens. In coming to the 

 meet the fox got out of the bag and we could not find him for 

 IJ hours. Had a most splendid run to Stoke of about five miles, 

 and he went to ground in a hollow tree. We could not find 

 him, but since learned where he was and sent for him. 



'^Friday, 11th March. Met at Easy Bridge. Turned down 

 a fresh untried fox which came from London this morning. I 

 got him from Rebbets, Leadenhall Market. He was very wild 

 and gave us a very quick 2^ miles run to Aldridge's, where the 

 hounds ran him into a pond, and we could not get him out, for 

 he got among some rushes in the middle. At last I offered 10s. 

 to any one who would get him out, and Alf Joel took his coat 

 and waistcoat off and swam in and caught him by the brush and 

 pulled him out." 



The sequel to this incident is not so amusing. The fox was 

 so perished by his adventure in the pond that he died the same 

 night in spite of attempts to revive him with brandy before the 

 kitchen fire of a farmhouse. 



*' Wednesday, 16th March. Met at Cuckoo Weir. Had a 

 capital run with the big fox to Slough, where he ran to ground 

 on the railway line about i mile from the station. We could 

 not get him out of the pipe he had run up, and two bull terriers 

 and several navvies were at work more than four hours digging 

 him out. We found a leveret and ran and killed it there. The 

 hounds did not get home till 6 o'clock." 



