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never divulged till his end came. And his end came by a 

 hound or two dropping on to his hiding place, as it were, 

 almost by accident. 



Another fox which gave them many a good run was the 

 famous white fox. He was a native of Thorpe Green, and 

 was one of a litter which were all well marked with white. 

 This one, however, appeared to be quite white, and 

 Sir Charles tried to save him, as some gentlemen try to 

 save an odd white pheasant which has got into their 

 preserves, and would never hunt him if he could help it. 

 But one day the end came. They found him at Lylands, 

 and ran with a breast-high scent by the Moor Farm, and 

 over the Moor lane and past Grass Gills, leaving High 

 Dunsforth to the right, and down to Aldwark Bridge, and 

 into Hawthorn Bank, where they killed him. It was not 

 till Sir Charles got to them that he knew it was the white 

 fox he had been running, as he was never viewed in the run. 



There was a white fox, or nearly a white one, some 

 years ago in the Cleveland country, which showed a lot of 

 sport, and which was finally killed at Carlton Grove, after 

 a very good run from Eston Lighthouse. Mr. Priestman, 

 too, the master of the Braes of Derwent, had a very curious 

 coloured fox a year or two ago. It was most like a sandy 

 tortoise-shell cat in its markings. The rest of the litter 

 were all of the normal colour. This was a vixen, and 

 Mr. Priestman was in hopes of getting a litter from her, 

 but unfortunately she died. 



Colonel Meysey-Thompson tells us that Sir Charles 

 always considered a run from Red House, in which hounds 

 went right away from their field and killed in the park at 

 Nun Appleton, as the best run he ever had during his 

 mastership It is a capital point, and over some of the 

 best country in the Ainsty, and it is a pity that there is 

 no accurate account of it extant. 



