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the one above mentioned. One was in 1854, with a fox 

 found in Holton Park, who first took a ring round Nettle- 

 ton and South Kelsey to the Aucholme, and then went 

 away over West and Middle Rasen to Lissington, where 

 he was pulled down in the open on Mr. Seagrave's farm. 

 The other, in 1856, was from Riby, hounds running 

 through Hungerhills, over Healing, through Great Coates 

 old covert, and over the road at Bradley Hollow to Tenny- 

 son's Holt ; from here, with Bradley Wood on the right, 

 they went on to Waltham and Holton-le-Clay, where the 

 fox took shelter in a tree, from which he was speedily 

 evicted. Very few saw the finish of this great gallop. 



Mr. Nainby was a well-known agriculturist, farming 

 his own estate, and he was a great lover of the Lincoln- 

 shire Red Shorthorn, of which breed of cattle he possessed 

 a fine herd. Being a good sportsman at heart, he took 

 the greatest interest in the doings of the Brocklesby 

 Hounds up to the very day of his death, when the 

 country lost one of the last of those fine old fox-hunting 

 squires, a type that can never be replaced. Kind and 

 courteous in the extreme, and always ready for a chat 

 about bygone days, the writer will ever remember with 

 pleasure his occasional visits to Mr. Nainby at Barnoldby. 



Me. Edmund Davy. 



Mr. Edmund Davy was the owner of Gay Lad, and 

 won a great many steeplechases with him — Captain Jack 

 Skipworth generally in the saddle — but Mr. Davy once 

 got off two stones in a fortnight to ride him himself. 

 When he sold him to Mr. John Elmore, the price was 

 £1000, with another £500 if he won the Grand National 

 — a large sum in those days — and this the good horse did. 

 Sir John Astley speaks of him in his " Fifty Years of my 

 Life," and tells how the old gentleman used to thump the 



