EARL OF CRAVEN AND MR. T. DUFF/ELD 269 



Just at this moment eight tail hounds 



Do catch a fox whilst out of bounds ; 



The body running still so well 



To break him up would prove a sell. 



The brother of the noble peer 



Calls to Edmonds, who is just near, 



He puts poor fox his horse astride. 



And takes him for his final ride. 



Now pointing for the rail we go, 



And how to cross it do not know. 



But stop, another fox is killed 



By four more hounds, his body mill'd ; 



So strange a story to relate 



He kept his kennel till too late. 



Whilst Eli* had his charge in turn 



Now let us to our run return. 



As still the pack, their line upon, 



We find ourselves the railway on ; 



A fence to jump and off we go, 



The pack have got more sport to show. 



As by the rail a mile or more 



Now on to Coles's farm we bore, 



Without a check, without a stain, 



We cross the railway back again. 



Nov/ the canal, we pass it by. 



And on towards Sparsholt village fly ; 



A change he makes with sure intent. 



And straight to Child rey Bridge he went. 



Up to this time " Guy Fawkes "f did go 



As straight as any bird you know ; 



But now, alas, the worst of all, 



Our| Master here gets such a fall. 



The wattle big, and strong bound heather. 



Bring man and horse both down together ; 



* Eli Skinner, the 2nd Whip. 



t " Guy Fawkes," Mr. T. Duffield's favourite horse. 

 % In this run Mr. Tom Duffield broke his collar-bone, 

 his horse having fallen and landed him in a ditch. Seeing 



