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of the University division were in the field to add 

 to the gaiety of the scene. 



For the first draw Mr. Grossman took us to 

 Grafham Wood, a nice, thick covert on the hillside 

 overlooking an extensive vale away for Spaldwich 

 Church and windmill. 



A master always scores an advantage hunting 

 his own hounds, enabling him to judge which 

 strains of blood do best for the kennel. A 

 fox was quickly on the move, and the full-toned 

 chorus proclaimed a scent, setting the field scurrying 

 hither and thither in eager haste, glad to restore 

 circulation in the pitiless downpour of chilly rain. 

 After a turn round covert they forced him out 

 over the railway, and we ran a ring across a heavy 

 bit of country, back over the line into Calpher 

 Wood, with the master and Mrs. Grossman leading 

 the way. Once in covert again they ran as if 

 snapping at his brush, but he just managed to give 

 them the shp, and a hahoa proclaimed them away 

 over the grass, back to Grafham Wood. Never 

 leaving him, we were soon again in the open, shap- 

 ing our course through Savage Spinney, with Perry 

 Wood looming in the far distance. This would 

 have been a nice line to ride under favourable con- 

 ditions, but every brook was swollen into a river, 

 and every furrow had the proportions of a wide 

 brook, making galloping heavy work for the good 

 dun mare we rode. 



In Perry Wood the hunted one shifted responsi- 

 bilities on to the shoulders of a friend, and by 

 doing so made good his escape. As Mr. Gross- 

 man summoned hounds out of covert, he pointed 

 out Sylvia ('03), a six-season bitch by Grafton 

 Danvers ('00), who had been leading them all the 

 morning. Then there was old independent Sun- 



