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dead they invariably run right through the farm 

 where the funeral is. They will even take a 

 completely new line to do it. 



We went slap through a funeral near Glen- 

 william once, and not even slap through it but 

 checked by the house. It was too much for the 

 mourners, who put down the coffin, they were 

 just carrying it out, and rushed to see the 

 hunt. 



One of the officiating clergymen rode up to 

 direct, to find himself suddenly off the road in the 

 field with the hounds, carried there by his impetu- 

 ous cob. We had to force our way through the 

 waiting stream of traps and carts with everyone 

 watching pleasantly. 



Deep apology tendered next day only brought 

 forth the answer that it was a fine spoortin' funeral 

 the ould man had an' what he'd have liked, an' 

 he there. 



Two seasons ago we were warned, near Bruree 

 that the wife of a very influential farmer had died 

 and we were pointed out the house, so that we 

 might keep away from it. 



Not once but three times did the fox cross that 

 farm, while strangers who had not heard the 

 warning clattered through the very yard, amid 

 the groans of the Field Master. 



There was a very big funeral here a couple of 

 years ago, with a lunch and champagne. A man 

 told me he was close to one of the farmers, who 



