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ten minutes after their quarry had gone. Barnaby, 

 a little slow in commencing, was not long behind, 

 and, with a fresh and cheerful burst of music, the 

 little pack raced along at an extraordinary pace, con- 

 sidering the depth of the snow. A little hesitancy 

 in the bottom, and Barnaby cast forward a little, had 

 " it" again, "his wife and children" flew to his note, 

 and away they rattled up to the plantation. 



The old dog's size and strength were useful in this 

 deep going, and he led the way ; but scent must 

 have been good, for, without losing it again, they 

 raced down the hill, and fairly caught their man 

 before he reascended from the valley. A good trial 

 in every way. 



Possibly the prettiest hunt of the day was afforded 

 by Beeswing and Danger, with Master Pegler to be 

 hunted, and a ten minutes' start given him. These 

 hounds did not at the first hit off the line, but, when 

 fairly on the track, went through the scrub, down the 

 hill to the foot road, and over the fence without a 

 check. Some nice work was done in the bare field, 

 especially where the quarry struck off at a sharp 

 angle, and along by the fence of the plantation. 

 They had no difficulty in making out the whole of 

 the course, which we would take to be about three- 

 quarters of a mile 



The final trial was run by the entire two couples 



