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THE TKINITY FOOT BEAGLES 



where he told tales. One day I asked him to write something, and 

 lie sat down at once and produced the following : — 



Univkrsity Pitt Club, 

 Undated. 



I remember a good day with T.F.B. (one of many) when R. Hunt 

 was Master, a wonderful scenting day, killed 4 hares, hounds going up 



The Colonel," 0. S. Curtis, as he reapi'eaked with T.F.B. in Lent 1911. 



to them like Waterloo winners ; field not exactly hang up with 

 hounds. 



Another day, a riding day, when we lunched with a hospitable 

 farmer, I came out and my horse was gone. Took the last one, and 

 found an undergraduate on mine. He said, " Oh, yours, is it ? I 

 didn't know." One horse was much the same as another to him, E. 

 Barclay, now Master of Puckeridge, an extraordinarily good runner, 

 though a very heavy weight. 



(Signed) 0. S. Curtis. 



