104 HISTORY OF THE YORK AND AINSTY HUNT. 



'numbering 150 at the least, I was enabled to make 

 'out the following: — Mr. G. Lane Fox (Master of the 

 ' Bramham Moor), Hon. Egremont Lascelles, Lord Nevill, 

 ' Col. Thompson, Mr. Bateman, Lord Wenlock, Major 

 'Preston, Aliss Eveline Milner (who goes in magnificent 

 'style), Mr. W. Craik, Mr. Robinson (a v-ery hard one), 

 ' J\Ir. E. Lloyd, Mr. Fenwick, Sir G. and Lady Wonibwell, 

 ' Capt. Oliver, Capt. Gunter, Capt. Irving, and several 

 'officers of the 15th Hussars, now quartered at York. 



' Our first move was, of course, to Askham Bogs, but 

 ' the water was so much out that it proved nearly 

 ' impossible for hounds to draw the covert, and only a 

 ' portion was tried. Just as Sir Charles had got the 

 'pack out and was leaving, there was a 'holloa away' 

 'on the other side; but if the hounds had gone to it, 

 ' in all probability no one could have got to them. It 

 ' was, with some little hesitation, disregarded, and a long 

 ' trot brought us to Copton Gorse.^ Here we heard that 

 ' a single hound had brought away a fo.K from the Bogs, 

 ' and was running him beautifully in the direction of 

 ' the kennels, and that was the cause of the holloa. 

 ' Copton Gorse was nearly drawn through, when ' gone 

 'away' was the cry, a fox breaking in the direction 

 ' from which we had come — men, as usual, when they 

 ' can do so, scarcely waiting for the hounds, but getting 

 'forward on the line. Little time was lost, however, 

 ' ere the ladies were streaming away from covert, and 

 ' over a grass field or two they seemed as though they 

 ' meant running. When they got on plough the scent 

 ' proved scarcely a holding one, and horses being fresh 

 ' and men anxious, gave them but little room. Having 

 'worked him up to the turnpike road to York, near 

 ' Simson's Cross — which was wonderfully patronised, and 

 ' as full as it could liold of horsemen, who had 

 ' got forward up the lanes, as well as carriages — • 

 ' they came to a check, and Sir Charles, judging rightly 

 ' that he was headed, made a wide cast back towards 

 ' Copmanthorpe, and again got on the line of his fox, 

 ' who had gone to the right of that place. Still continuing 

 ' on the right, they now hunted prettily to Brees" Farm — 



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