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and got some very good drafts from Colonel Thorn- 

 bury's kennel. In 1841, Henry, Marquis of Water- 

 ford, purchased the pack from Captain Jacob, and the 

 hounds were removed to Rockwell, near New Inn. 

 The Marquis improved the country very much, had 

 gorse coverts sown in the most desirable places, and 

 got hounds from Mr. Villebois, who then had, I 

 think, the Craven Hounds, and Lord Lonsdale, whose 

 sturdy border-blooded pack imbued the *' Tips" with 

 the enduring qualities they retain to this hour. The 

 Marquis was, indeed, devotedly attached to all 

 field sports. Whether the scent was good or bad, 

 no day was too long for him. Probably, some 

 of my readers have heard the story of Goodall's 

 jumping over the moon, which he did as reflected 

 in the Melton brook, when he hunted the Belvoir 

 Hounds during Lord Forrester's mastership, and who, 

 whenever a gentleman asked him what o'clock it 

 was, invariably replied : " I never carry a watch, 

 sir, as my lord always draws until dark." I daresay 

 Lord Waterford might say that he too jumped over 

 the goddess of the night ; reflected in some brook in 

 Tipperary, for he used sometimes ride to his hounds 

 when Luna was shining brightly. One evening, in 

 the month of March, his lordship's hounds found a 

 fox in Bansha, and ran him to ground near Thomas- 

 town. The Marquis said he should be dug out, and 

 bagged. Spades were trumps, and Reynard was put 

 into a sack, and brought several miles towards the 

 kennel. "Now," said his lordship, "we're near home; 

 let him go. Give him good * law,' and we will have 

 a run ; he will, probably, bring us towards home." 

 Reynard did not, but he gave them an extraordinary 



