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road from Aldsworth, leaving that village on his left. 

 Then in view for ten minutes, only two fields in front 

 of the hounds, crossed the turnpike road from Chel- 

 tenham to London, close to Lord Sherbourne's lodge, 

 and killed him cleverly just in the act of jumping 

 a wall, about a mile short of Farmington Grove. 

 About ten miles and forty-seven minutes, out of 

 which about seven minutes were lost by a check. 

 Mr. Creswell, of Bibury, lost a horse, which dropped 

 down dead after the run, 



" It is gratifying to Mr. Combe, Mr. Majoribanks 

 and the rest of the subscribers to the Old Berkeley 

 hounds (and particularly in these fox-destroying 

 days) that there is not a landed proprietor on their 

 new country, who is at all inimical to their sport ; 

 but, on the contrary, each of them is anxious to pro- 

 mote it ; and this is still more to their credit, as very 

 few of those who reside in the neighbourhood ever 

 go out with the hounds. Amongst the foremost of 

 these preservers are Lords Abingdon and Craven, 

 Mr. Pryse Pryse, Mr. Symonds, Mr. Courtenay, 

 Colonel Warneford, Mr. Strickland, Mr. Whitfield, 

 Mr. Blandy, Mr. Duffield, and Mr. Mills as trustee 

 to Mr, Thomas Mills Goodlake (son of the great 

 champion of the long tails), who is very zealous for 

 the sport, and who in three years' time will be in 

 possession of one of the finest estates in the country. 



" ' Nimf-od ' says that in the year in question, up to 

 the end of February, the hounds had not experienced 

 one blank day, generally finding their second fox." 

 He continues, — " The subscription to the Old Berkeley 

 hounds does not exceed ;^7O0 per annum, the re- 

 mainder being made up by Mr, Harvey Combe and 

 Mr, Majoribanks. The well-known Mr. Tilbury finds 

 six hunters and a hack for the Oldakers for a given 

 annual sum, but they are never short of a horse, as 

 Mr. Combe has always a good stud. They are both 



