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going on. The answer was that this was the 

 method of finding a hare, and that I should 

 presently see one going away either from a turnip- 

 field just below us or off the fallow a little farther 

 away. Much interested, I sat and watched with 

 the rest of the field, and it was not long before 

 puss was viewed from the turnips, when hounds 

 were immediately trotted down to the spot and 

 laid on. 



Old Ben Jennings, who was with Mr Farquhar- 

 son during the earlier years of his mastership, 

 had a very effective manner of using his horn. 

 I have often heard my father speak of this, and 

 from the latter I had an amusing story of the 

 old huntsman's outspoken criticism of his Master. 

 At the end of a good run, hounds coming out 

 of a large covert flashed away on a fresh fox. 

 Solomon Baker, the whipper-in, galloped off after 

 them while Ben sat still waiting for the truants' 

 return. The Master also waited, but when he 

 viewed the hunted fox cross one of the ridings 

 he seized his horn and blew frantically for some 

 minutes. Ben, who knew the hounds were out 

 of hearing, sat and watched him with great 

 contempt until at last his feelings got the better 

 of him, and he exclaimed, " Lor' bless the man, 

 how he is a-blowing the wind out of his precious 

 sides 1 " 



The horn of Mr Kobert Arkwright, Master of 

 the Oakley from 1850 to 1896, and joint Master 

 with Mr Turner Macan for the nine following 



