MR G. SMITH-BOSANQUET'S PACK 



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What was better still, the cry of hounds noted 

 then' approach to the wood-ride, which is an origi- 

 nal Roman road, whose prehistoric ruts were deep 

 in water. First a blackbird flicked over, then 

 a cock pheasant, then another cock pheasant on 

 the run, followed by a third, with a hen pheasant 

 not far behind. 



The supreme moment came at last, when a 

 lithe form of rufus-brown glided over the ride ; 

 view holloas then awoke the echoes. The master, 

 horn in hand, came galloping from the recesses 

 of the forest, and hounds flicked over the ride 

 congratulating one another as they went, for the 

 wet turf carried a scent, and they crashed through 

 the undergrowth as if glued to their fox. Then 

 followed a long spell of woodland hunting in the 

 neighbourhood of Goose Green, whilst we, with a 

 section of local guides, did our best to keep within 

 hearing of the pack, and avoid being engulfed in 

 boggy rides, yards deep in tenacious mud. It was 

 a bucketting experience for the hunt-horses, but 

 from start to finish during the season it was a case 

 of plumbing the deep, and _^ 



those that survived the 

 ordeal deserved a distin- 

 guished service order. 

 Arriving at a central stone 

 ride, we were glad to stop ' V Jk^, ' 

 on terra firnia for the rest nJ^T)^^ 

 of the morning, to save 

 a good horse for a better 

 occasion. Working their 



fox in covert, hounds got him handy, and a triumphant 

 " Who whoop ! " proclaimed the well-merited reward. 



The return made for Mr Smith-Bosanquet's hunt 

 during season 1910-11 was as follows : — Including 



o/£-i^ Tifsr <Piei\T No\TH£rijv Live: 



