24 Modem Dogs. 



the quarry ran up a bare field to a plantation. 

 Skirting the wood for three hundred yards, another 

 fence was reached, across this, along some bare 

 ground, by the side of another hedge, to the foot of 

 the hill where we stood. No better view of such a 

 trial could be had. This course was quite a mile. 

 As the four hounds were to start, they w^ere slipped 

 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, Barnaby made a cast forward, 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 



