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a good fox broke on the western end and raced 

 for Charlton Gorse, where his pursuers were 

 squandered right and left in their haste to get 

 down the hill ; the hounds meantime bore left, 

 heading for Milborne Port Station, thence, 

 swinging up right, they went straight through 

 Ridge Plantation and the Slates, and then ran 

 the road up to the edge of Bristol's Gorse, and 

 to ground in Sigwells, in forty minutes. We 

 then went to Cheriton Wood and found another 

 good fox. He took us, at a smart pace, through 

 Charlton Wood and out by the gully, and thence 

 straight to the North Combe Wood, through 

 the big wood, and out, and into Mr. Dodington's 

 park, where, after hunting through it, the 

 shrubberies, flower beds, and outhouses, we 

 reluctantly left him. Thus we had two pretty 

 gallops of about 40 minutes each, and nobody, 

 not even the foxes, the worse for the day's sport. 

 A clear frosty evening, and certainly a good scent 

 in the morning. 



December 2nd. — 



Those who went to-day to Redlynch Gate 



