270 THE SOUTH DEVON HUNT 



a plateful of very juicy rhubarb tart was set before 

 him, but the knife only flashed the faster in and out 

 of his lips. It was rather a relief that soup was not 

 included in the menu. Poor old Roger died in 

 February, 1911, aged eighty, and over his grave in 

 the little country churchyard at Leusdon the members 

 of the South Devon erected a tombstone " To com- 

 memorate many years of faithful service in pursuit 

 of sport." 



There was abundance of good sport during Mr. 

 Brunskill's mastership ; the best of it, as always in 

 modern times, was on the moor, but there were also 

 some good in-country runs when a fox was forth- 

 coming on a tolerable scenting day, a combination 

 never too frequent. The following brief notes will 

 give an idea of some of the good days, of which 

 there were many more than it is possible to notice 

 here. 



1907, November 5th. Grendon. After putting one 

 to ground, found an old dog-fox on Grendon Common ; 

 took a big turn round Grendon Lodge and went away 

 over Riddon Mire, Riddon Ridge, Belliver Tor, 

 Smith's Hill, Prince Hall, Tor Royal Newtake and 

 the Turf-ties and killed in Tor Royal Plantation after 

 one hour and thirty minutes. An eight-mile point. 



Sir Henry Scale's old country was the scene of an 

 excellent in-country hunt on the 19th December in 

 the same year, when the pack met at Capton. A 

 quick find below Dreyton resulted in a short run to 

 Capton Water, where complications put an end to 

 the pursuit. Then followed a run from Capton into 

 Coombe, Kingston Brakes by Capton Village to 

 Dreyton and Oldstone ; from there to Dinnicombe 

 and on to Blackawton Forces and Allaleigh, and the 

 fox, an old vixen, went to ground in a rabbit hole on 



