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of his Yorkshire days and then of the time he was with a pack 

 of bassets, '* that 'ud run an old woman down a path ; I've see'd 

 'em do it, Sir," and then also he mentioned the accident 

 that put an end to his fox-hunting career and which did 

 not occur when actually hunting. It must have been a great 

 blow to him, especially as he was the eldest son of so great a 

 huntsman ; but he is devoted to beagling now, and takes an 

 immense pride in his hounds. 



Champion, when he was young, was an excellent runner and 

 won a great many long distance races. To-day he scarcely ever 

 goes out of a walk, but he is always viewing the hunted hare and 

 is almost always in at the kill. He knows the run of the hares 

 so well that he is continually getting very useful views. 



A TYPICAL INCIDENT. 



The other day I went to the kennels to try and get him to 

 yarn about the Grenfells. He was not to be drawn, however, 

 and was much too full of the defeat of Tishy in the Cesarewitch 

 for me to secure many stories. At last I asked him how they 

 behaved to each other. 



" Ah, there you have me puzzled," said Champion. ^' I 

 never knew what to make of 'em. They used to curse each other 

 somethin' awful before every one. But they were good friends 

 at heart, I believe." 



It was singularly hard luck that Francis Grenfell should have 

 been prevented from beagling after the first three weeks of the 

 Half by a bad attack of bronchitis. It was typical of his 

 generous manly nature to say that '* being twins it was only right 

 that we should be first and second and that I should hunt my 

 share and then fall ill and give him his. Throughout he has 

 been my right hand, and to him as much as to me is due the 

 honour of having built new kennels to start the hunt on such 

 a firm footing." 



