222 THE OLD BERKS HUNT 



then a boy, was out on his pony and saw this 

 run throughout, 



Mr. Duffield had no difficuhy in keeping 

 the most perfect order in the field ; the only 

 difficulty he ever had was occasionally with 

 over-eager undergraduates who attended the 

 meets near Oxford. In this he was assisted 

 by his half-brother, the redoubtable Mr. 

 "Tom" Duffield, whose command of classical 

 hunting language was proverbial. " Charlie " 

 could also rise to the occasion when really 

 necessary. The following story was related 

 in St. Petersburg by a man now high up in 

 His Majesty's Diplomatic Service, who said : 

 " I formed one of a party of undergraduates ; 

 the hounds had found in Bagley Wood, a place 

 bad at any time to get a fox away from, and 

 equally bad to be left on the wrong side of. 

 We were all rather jealous of one another 

 and anxious to get away well, and so managed 

 to head the fox just as he was trying to go 

 away. Thereupon the Master rode up to us, 

 and, taking off his hat, said in the politest, 

 but most cutting tones, ' Gentlemen, I must 

 say that if you do not know a great deal 

 more about Latin and Greek than you do 

 about hunting you must be great fools.' The 

 reproof was heard by many of the field and 

 stung amazingly." A somewhat similar anec- 



