



HI 



WHO-WIIOOP ! it's a kill. 



f JOHN HARGREAVES. 1 



I'll give you a sportsman of Dorsetshire fame, 



A nailer to gallop and ride ; 



Through the rough and the smooth he is always the same, 



For he's always in front of his field ; and his name 



Is one Berkshire men speak of with pride. 



And once when I saw him, a January day, 



Twas at Bradford plantation we found, 



And a hat in the air and a holloa away 



Brought a thrill to the crowd, who were happy and gay, 



And the soul-stirring note of a hound. 



Master and Huntsman of the Cattistock Foxhounds. 



