170 THE BROCKLESBY HOUNDS. [1897 



of there beino- several fresh foxes afoot, and we had at 

 length to give him up, though hounds had practically 

 hunted him to death. I remember how well a four-year- 

 old thoroughbred mare, called Lucy Glitters, carried me 

 through this run, and she did equally well on January 

 22nd, when we met at Stallingborough Station, and she 

 received her first introduction to the open drains. We 

 first had a very fast ten minutes over the drains at Sutton 

 Thorns, which emptied a few saddles, returning to Sutton 

 Thorns, and aoina; out again at once to Great Coates 

 Station. Then came a turn left-handed into the marshes, 

 and, with Sutton Thorns on the left, we sped down the 

 marshes at best pace nearly to Battery Marsh, where a 

 hare, who w^ould persist in running in front of the pack, 

 got them into difficulties. There was no scent in Battery 

 Marsh, but directly hounds got outside they flew, just 

 skirting Stallingborough Scrubbs, and marking their fox 

 to oround at Little London ; a three-and-a-half-mile 

 point in fifteen minutes. A brilliant burst from Roxton 

 Wood, and another from L'on Gates Wood, both of which 

 were productive of blood, finished a good day's sport. 



Four days later came a fine day's sport from Waltham 

 Grove, the residence of that good sportsman, the late Mr. 

 G. A. Carr. It began with a run from Peeks through the 

 Weelsby Coverts towards Cleethorpes, and round behind 

 Humberstone, where the fox went to ground. He bolted 

 of his own accord, and hounds coursed and killed him in 

 fifty yards. Time, just fifty minutes. We went back to 

 Peeks, and ran a fast twenty-five minutes to ground in a 

 culvert by the roadside at Tetney. Handmaid went in 

 and bolted him, and her sisters did the rest. Then came 

 a trot to Bradley Wood, which was followed by a fast 

 thirteen minutes, hounds getting away with their fox and 

 coursing and killing him in rare style. They went away 

 on bad terms with the next, and, hunting slowly past 

 Laceby, lost him before reaching Riby. But the first three 

 gallops made it a day considerably above the average. 



A rare hunt of two hours forty minutes came off 



