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pack. Difficulties with them only existed to be overcome, 

 and now that they have all gone, — he, the head, the last of 

 all, — the pack remains, as a fitting memento of what can be 

 done by energy, skill, and the true sportsman's spirit. 



The History of the Bramham Hunt is to a certain 

 extent the Life of Mr. Fox. Whatever he did, he did 

 thoroughly, and his whole energies were devoted to the 

 promotion of the sport he loved so well, and of which he 

 was so distinguished an ornament. Any eulogy would be 

 superfluous. From the extracts from his diary and letters 

 which I have given, those who knew him can learn more 

 about him than from whole pages of eulogy, and those who 

 had not the privilege of his acquaintance may learn in some 

 measure what manner of man he was from the same source. 



How he was beloved and respected it is needless to tell. 

 The crowds of mourners of every class who filled the pretty 

 little- church at Bramham on that drearv and wet November 

 morning when he was laid to rest, speak more eloquently 

 than any words can do on that point. Never perhaps was 

 there such a representative body of all that was best in 

 English sport assembled. From the Prince of Wales down 

 to the humble follower of hounds on foot, every class was 

 represented.* 



What better epitaph could a man have than a funeral 

 such as this .'' 



• One foot hunter walked all the way from Leeds in the pouring rain to 

 pay the last tribute of respect to the typical English gentleman who for eighty 

 years had lived amongst his own people. 



FINIS. 



