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the following term, and C. E. Young asked me if I would take them. 

 The pack which I purchased were an extraordinary lot ; they varied 

 in size from 13 to 17 inches. They all did their best to hunt, but 

 in pace the variations were even greater than in size. As far as I 

 could learn the members of the T.F.B. had never bred their own 

 hounds, and really there was no accommodation for this in the 

 kennels. 1 I weeded out some of the slowest, bought a few fresh 

 hounds, and one of my Whips, Mr. G. A. Miller, presented one or 

 two couples to the pack, so that, although they were still an uneven 

 lot, they ran well together, and there were no longer old bitches 

 giving tongue and bringing back the leading hounds at every check. 



In my first season we killed 35 hares and in the second 49,- all 

 at Cambridge, as, although I took the hounds home one Christmas, 

 frost and snow made hunting impossible. As far as we could learn, 

 the 49 was a record for those days, except " Mother " Hunt's year. 

 He killed 86, but not all at Cambridge. 



The best hound in the pack was " Warwick," bred by Mr. Edward 

 Barclay. He was very well bred but looked Hke a pointer. He was 

 the best worker I have ever seen, almost always running at the head 

 of the pack, untiring at a check, and often picking up the line on a 

 dry and dusty road when no other hound could smell anything. 

 Often when quite beat as to where to cast, 1 have just stopped and 

 let " Warwick " do what he thought best — and a very good best it was. 



The next best hound was " Harkaw\ay," rather a heavy hound, 

 but owing to his fondness for water he suffered from rheumatism. 



" Vandon " was another wonderful hound ; he never missed going 

 out with the pack while I had them. 



I can remember the characteristics of many other hounds, but 

 few of their names, and should only weary by giving too much 

 detail ; suffice it to say that the pack was an ugly though sporting 

 one. I killed my first hare close to Quy church, a black hound, 

 more like a terrier than a beagle, jumping on to her after she had 

 laid up in the hedge. 



1 The purchase and fitting out of "the field " has effected incredible improvement 

 in this respect. T.F.B. are now great breeders. — F. C. K. 



2 And a fox.— F. C. K. 



