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for ankle. Tennis-party in the afternoon at Carrs'. G. Carr drove 

 us back to Eeaveley. 



Saturday, Sept. 21. — Up at 6 a.m. 



Met at Fawdon at 7 a.m. 



Found a hare, hounds raced her down to the fir spinney over 

 Fawdon Hill. They took a line out into the stubble, and back into 

 the cover. Hare had gone down to the river and doubled straight 

 back into the pack. Kill. Time, 15 minutes. 



Found another hare in the bracken, but, like " them bloomin' 

 violets," the bracken smells too strong, so there is no scent. 



Found a third hare on Fawdon Hill. Ean her up the hill and 

 round. Then she took a beat out into the vale. Hounds threw up in 

 a stubble. I cast back up the hill, and in about 10 minutes hounds 

 hit her off again on a grass headland. They ran hard past Fawdon 

 sheep dip, up the Clinch, and straight over to the Ingram hill. After 

 a severe pull up the hill I viewed her hopping about dead beat on the 

 top of the hill. Hounds were turned to me by Mr. Pringle of 

 Branton, and they got a view. She sunk the hill, and hounds raced 

 for blood. Pringle was a good first on his horse. Self second, Cis 

 third, the rest nowhere. When I picked her up she was quite stiff, 

 like all dead-beat hares when killed. Gambler found her, worked 

 hard all through the run, and was first into her at the kill. He is 

 this year's entry, and ought to be a rare good one. Only fault is he 

 is mute, but for beagles that makes no odds. Time, 45 minutes, not 

 including checks. Hounds were so beat they would hardly get up 

 to break her up. She had the biggest scut I have ever seen on a 

 hare. It will look well nailed upon the door. We all lay down for 

 about an hour and then walked home. The field were J. and G. Carr, 

 two Miss Carrs, C. Carr, Harbottle, Scot, Pringle, P. G. Band, Miss 

 Browne. Walked over to tea with Carrs in afternoon. 



Sunday, Sept. 22. — Drove over in Mulhn's cart with the old 

 white cob to lunch at Long Framlington with the Fenwicks, 

 14 miles. Arranged a meet for Tuesday. Drove back to Callaly, 

 where we had tea. Man drove back the trap and we walked home, 

 7 miles. 



Monday, Sept. 23. — Got two horses from Bridge of Aln. 



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