TWO FOX-UP-A-CHIMNEY HUNTS 



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Finding unexpectedly in a small covert with 

 wood-cutters at work, on Mr Kirk's farm near Seal- 

 ford, a stirring afternoon's sport commenced. To 

 begin with, hounds hunted steadily away on the 

 red plough land, without giving much promise of 

 accomplishing anything above the average. After 



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leaving the plough and getting on to the grass, 

 they went away with a breast-high scent between 

 Wycombe and Goadby Gorse ; and a large field, 

 neglectful of a start, suddenly realised that they 

 had been well left. The maddening melody was 

 borne back on the breeze, for less than half a dozen 

 were with hounds, the rest galloping their hardest 

 to get on terms as the pack headed straight for the 



