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however, an exception, a very heavy weight, 

 did not impress me with the idea of his 

 belonging- to the order; his garments hung 

 loose about him, appearing as if he had taken 

 a bath, or got otherwise soaked. 



A fox found at Yarborough Camp afforded 

 a remarkably quick burst ; the hounds, carry- 

 ing a wonderfully good head, ran him to 

 Melton Ross, where I expect he was headed 

 at the railway, and hunting him cleverly to 

 Elsham, he was lost. I quite think he went 

 to oround. After a welcome lunch at Mr. 

 Graburn's, drew for a second fox in Marshall's 

 covert, and hunted him through Elsham, to 

 which place the pace was good ; on to Saxby, 

 where the scent failed. It was delightful to 

 observe the quickness with which hounds 

 turned on the line, not being unfairly pressed 

 upon by horsemen, for, however ambitious, 

 they do give hounds a chance to distinguish 

 themselves. 



Cabourn Village served as an introduction 

 to another part of the country, and a very 

 different one to what I had previously seen. 

 The general impression exists that Lincoln- 

 shire is a perfectly flat country, but that 

 is not quite correct. In the vicinity of 



