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to remember ; and the scent we had had could 

 only, as events proved, come before a frost. 



December 8th. — 



It froze sharply, and I have seldom seen the 

 ground so hard after one night's frost. However, 

 after a little delay at the meet, Jack White's 

 Gibbet, hounds were thrown into Yarlington, and 

 walked after a fox up and down some slippery 

 hills, which made a good many of us feel 

 grateful to him for going slowly and leaving no 

 scent behind him. Eventually he, or his brother, 

 was found in a drain, dislodged by a terrier, and 

 eaten. We found several in Hlscombe, and ran 

 one slowly towards Lattiford, Holbrook, and 

 Yarlington, and lost, and then went home, 

 watching a most frosty-looking sunset in a 

 frosty looking sky ; indeed, the rest of the week 

 may be briefly chronicled as follows : — 



December pth. — 



Frost. Hounds, I believe, went to the 

 meet at Creech Hill ; but that can onl}^ have 

 been from a sense of honour. 



