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the beaten effort of a good horse to surmount one more high- 

 timbered ditch — a dig of the heel, such as one hates to use 

 except on an unwilling evil slug — next the wide vista of an up- 

 hill broken plough, speckled bodies rolling over each other at 

 the far corner. Who-whoop ! Avho-whoop ! ! ]Mr. Brocklehurst 

 takes the treasured remains from their mouths. Mr. Graham 

 shoots up on the gre}', fresher than any other man or horse. 

 Captain Byng had also ridden right up to hounds throughout. 

 Of the others, I have alluded to all that seemed, or were snid 

 to be, most prominent. Thirty minutes was the final burst 

 from Woodwell Head. They had run altogether one hour and 

 fort}' minutes. It has been written — 



Is there auglit worth losing or keeping ? 



The bitters or sweets men quail" ] 

 The sowing or the doubtful reaping ? 



The harvest of grain or chaff ? 



But then the poor fellow who wrote this was a foxJinnter — and 

 Avrote it in a land which owned not a pack of hounds. 



A Note. — Sir Bache Cunard's bobtail fox of the Market 

 Harboro' Ball day was brought to light next morning from 

 under the railway — by the kennel boy going five-and-twenty 

 yards to ground, with a dark lantern, and a rope to his legs ! 

 He found the brickwork of the culvert had fallen in ; but, with 

 the help of a second terrier, he dragged the body of the fox 

 out. The first terrier, put in on the day in question, is sup- 

 posed to have been drowned after killing the fox, as he was 

 not in the drain alive the next day. It should be mentioned, 

 too, that so keen were the establishment to get the fox, that 

 the whip had sat up at the drain all the intervening night. 



EAIN AXD SPORT. 



The soil a sponge, and everj^ stream swelling far over its 

 banks. On Saturday, Feb. 14th, the Cottesmore meet was 



