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of Mr Phellps. The epitaph his master had put 

 on his tombstone was as follows : — 



" Now, the ' Doctor ' is laid, and over his head 



May the turf he as light as a feather ! 

 And if not very warm, it will do him no harm, 



Who ne'er valued the wind nor the weather. 

 He's no longer in view, but to give him his due, 



Though not born nor bred for a college, 

 Death ne'er drove to the earth a man of more worth, 



More science, or practical knowledge. 

 Isaac Rogers his name : a huntsman whose fame 



From the Yeo to the Avon resounded : 

 At his musical voice Clift Wood would rejoice, 



Dev'rill Longwood its echo rebounded. 

 As in life's busy burst he was never the first 



To hit off a fault in a neighbour, 

 Now he's fairly stopt in, let us hope that he'll win 



The brush of reward for his labour." 



Another old-world hunt, of which Mr G. Chafyn- 

 Grove ^ has been good enough to give me some par- 

 ticulars, was that of the Cranborne Chase, over 

 which one of his forebears ruled in the eighteenth 

 century. Mr W. Chafyn-Grove, who was M.P. for 

 Weymouth in 1768, and for Shaftesbury in 1774, 

 kept a pack of foxhounds at his place at Waddon, 

 which he kennelled at Yeals when he was hunting 

 the country round there. " As he lived sometimes 

 at one place and sometimes at the other," Mr G. 

 Chafyn-Grove tells me, " he seems to have taken 

 his hounds backwards and forwards whenever he 



' Formerly Mr Troyte-Bullock, who took the name of Chafyn- 

 Grove when he succeeded to his relative's properties of Waddon 

 and Zeals, in Wiltshire. 



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