SEASON 1880-81. 



OCTOBER BREWING. 





HEN the 

 Q u o r n 

 a d V e r- 

 tise for 

 ten 

 o'clock 

 in their 

 best 

 grass 

 country, 

 when the 

 leaves 



are beginning to drop, and the clipping machine has worked 

 its way round the stable, it is fairly time to drive the quill over 

 Leicestershire once again, if only to let absentees know how 

 the ball already set afoot is likely to roll on. Merrily, indeed, 

 it should go, if hard and patent facts may be made to stand 

 for symptoms. 



But this is Thursday night that I am writing, and, an 

 October Thursday though it be, it has been marked with a 

 run that should make more than one Quornite Avish he had 

 been there instead of at Newmarket. I can only tell it plainl}^ 

 and hurriedly, and, as it were, for those to whom the ground 

 is more or less famihar. Here it is, as far as post and press 

 allow. 



Baggrave again ! As it reaped the final honours of last 

 season (and those of the one before), so it has scored the first 

 of this. The Quorn met at Beeby for cubhunting ; and 



