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raging round Haddon Lodge this morning, and 

 the few who had managed to get there seemed to 

 appreciate IMr. Serrell's warm welcome even 

 more than usual, and to be specially unwilling to 

 leave his fireside. Plumley was full of foxes, 

 and one or more went merrily up and down the 

 cover, but the wind made it impossible to say 

 precisely what was going on, and it was not till 

 towards the afternoon that we had a gallop, and 

 then a most curious one. Found in a hedgeroM^ 

 close to Doles, ran into and through Doles to 

 Frith, and after one turn round it he went 

 perfectly straight down Landshire Lane as hard 

 as ever he could race, hounds in full cry close 

 after him, running down wind, straight on for a 

 mile and three-quarters to the Somerset and 

 Dorset Railway, where he was probably headed, 

 for he turned to the right into Stalbridge Park, 

 through the cover by the Church, once round 

 the little spinney above the farui, and in another 

 minute hounds, which never left the line an 

 instant, forced him out and killed him hand- 

 somely in the open. About half-an-hour's run, 

 and a splendid finish to a most unpromising day. 



