HISTORY OF THE KILDARE HUNT 



ten only two escaped slaughter, and those gave 

 splendid runs of some five and thirty minutes each 

 right on end into their own country. The last day 

 was the most severe, when the Hon. George, Ben 

 Burton, my cousin and I, shaking off a field of a 

 hundred and twenty-five, with the huntsman and 

 one whipper in, were the only six fairly in at the 

 end of the chase, and many a valuable steed got 

 his quietus at that race. When you come to the bog 

 and the passes, the being pressed or thrown out is 

 no very difficult matter. W. H. H., himself hunting 

 a splendid pack of Kerry Beagles naturellement 

 knew every foot of the ground we ran over, and 

 made us up to our work. 



" At the period I am scribbling about, the founder 

 of the present feast at Burton Hall was then be- 

 ginning to train off, but his delight was to see 

 every one partaking of the sports of the field into 

 which he seldom entered except a ride to go and 

 see the hounds throw off. On the present occasion 

 he would skulk back to the hall laughing in his 

 sleeve to tell his blood relative the old baronet 

 the hoax he had run upon the Honourable George 

 about the bag foxes, as he knew it would be nuts 

 and apples to him, and very soon the affair got 

 wind and came to Dennis Bowes Daly's ears, who 

 loved in his heart to get a rise out of G. P." 



Of other sportsmen who were at Burton Hall 

 with the Bishopscourt Hunt, the Baronet gives a 

 generous list. 



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