68 GOOD SPORT 



Mr. J. H. Bellamy, and Ben Baxter, the hunting 

 blacksmith from Irnham, who for many years was 

 an institution, putting on shoes while out hunting, 

 which he carried in a bag on his saddle. 



It was a fair hunting morning, and the ground in 

 splendid going order, so that horses could gallop 

 and jump on the top of the springy old turf. A 

 move was made to Corby pastures to try, if possible, 

 to find the same fox, but he was not at home ; and 

 Irnham Park Wood was drawn in silence except for 

 Gillson's voice as he encouraged the pack, with a 

 " Yoi over, lads ! yoi wind him ! eleu wind him 

 there ! " At last, when the extremity of the covert 

 was reached, a hound spoke, and the Solons of the 

 pack confirmed the note by coming together with 

 a ratthng chorus ! " Tally ho ! gonna awai ! " 

 rang out the far side of covert, from some one 

 frantically waving his hat in the direction of Osgodby 

 Coppice. A blast on Gillson's horn quickly had the 

 pack away from the thicket, crossing two fields 

 before threading Osgodby Coppice, through which 

 they shot without hesitation, and we galloped in 

 hot haste down the middle ride. It was evident at 

 once they had roused the same fox which led the 

 previous gallop, complimentarily named " Baldwin," 

 after the professor of flying who was then giving 

 exhibitions at the Alexandra Palace. The celebrated 

 ex-jockey the late Mr. Henry Custance was 

 another who adopted this name for a very speedy 

 mare. Miss Baldwin, much fancied for the Melton 

 Hunt Cup this same year, but, as the report after- 

 wards said, "Although running weU, she had not 

 quite enough gas to win ! " 



Once again Teuton Church spire in the far dis- 

 tance was the point to ride to, our pilot on this 

 occasion being Major Fritz Amcotts, one of the best 



