THE LIMERICK FOXHOUNDS. I95 



the possession of that stamina that is one of the attributes of a 

 sportsman, he within the last twelve months has taken to himself 

 a second wife, with whom I pray he may spend many happy years. 

 "The glorious career of the veteran band whose history I have 

 just closed will, I hope, serve as a bright example to those whose 

 names I will now give, and who were among what I will call the 

 men of the second era of the hunt, some of them having been out 

 when the career of the veterans was approaching its close. I will 

 begin with the name of Edward Green, who, during a very great 

 part of both eras, was one of the best and most faithful of the 

 Club's supporters, and who even for a period (though short), when 

 it was at its lowest ebb, was thoroughly true to it, and who, during 

 all the time that he was a joint manager, was well supported by 

 some other true friends of the club, not the least of whom were 

 the Rev. Thomas Croker, then residing at Crovin Castle ; Colonel 

 Dickson, subsequent occupier of the castle ; the Fosberry family, 

 the brothers Stein of Lim.erick, and others. Mr. Green was, I 

 believe, for some time after the death of Colonel Dickson sole 

 manager, and discharged the difficult duties of the position in the 

 most amiable manner, and no master ever lived that enjoyed more 

 deserved popularity. Next we have Frank Fosbery, son to the 

 father of the hunt, as he deserves to be entitled, as good a 

 horseman and possessed of the same good qualities as the sire, 

 as fearless a rider as ever handled a bridle, and, though obliged to 

 wear an eyeglass in the peak of his hunting cap, does not know 

 danger ; his brother Tom, much Frank's junior, though now 

 exhibiting in his upper storey a little of the Oxford mixture, still 

 true to his position, and, albeit a somewhat venerable parent, able 

 and willing to keep his place as of old. James Spaight is well 

 entitled to the appellation of evergreen, though the presence of 

 that colour on his upper surface, which is so indicative of winter, 

 would make the appellation of evergreen paradoxical. He is 

 entitled to the position of senior of the lot whose names I am 

 now giving, and I am sure he will not feel annoyed at the position 

 I assign to him, as he is well able to put some of the aspirants to 

 hunting honours of the present day to the blush. His brother 

 William has abandoned the hunting-field ever since he became 

 proprietor of that splendid and picturesque residence, Derry Castle, 

 on Lough Derg. I will now take a long ' skip,' and connect my 

 notes with the western portion of the county, and begin with the 



