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rode or saw. Tom Firr has some verses on the 

 Waterloo Run, and he says : 



' A wide open brook at this time of the day 



Is a poser, as most will admit ; 

 Catch hold of his bridle, and show us the way, 



Whilst down in the saddle you sit. 

 Catch hold of the bridle and shove him along. 



And o'er the wide water you fly ; 

 My boy, it's much easier said now than done, 



Though many good men have a try ; 

 Yet Custance came up with a rattle, and flew 

 Clearing all in his stride, in the famed Waterloo.' 



Although other people have claimed the credit 

 of jumping this brook — it was quite sixteen feet 

 from bank to bank, without taking into consideration 

 the mud on each side — Tom Firr always declares 

 I was the only one who jumped it clear, and I am 

 of the same humble opinion. 



The hounds afterwards hunted slowly by Thorpe, 

 to Langton, on to Cranoe, and up to Glooston Wood. 

 Just before reaching this my mare got stuck in a 

 bottom. It was a walking or creeping place, and 

 thinking she was sufficiently cooled down or too 

 tired to rush, I tried to make her walk through it 

 after Captain Coventry. I had forgotten to mention 

 that this rare sportsman met us as we were crossino- 

 the Lubbenham road, and immediately got on to a 

 horse of Mr. " Cherry " Angell's, just as he was, with 



