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to his rest in the green churchyard there at 

 three o'clock in the afternoon. Very nearly ten 

 years ago John Press wound his horn for the last 

 time in the country in which he had shown such 

 wonderful sport for twelve years under Mr. 

 Digby and Sir Richard Glyn. Ill-health over- 

 took him, and for the last two or three years 

 his mind failed completely ; but never will 

 Dorsetshire sportsmen forget the words of the 

 song our present Master has often sung to us — 



" We've followed John Press through fair and through 

 foul 



When we've wanted a fox in the morning." 



January and. — 



Hounds met at Redlynch Gate, and the 

 fog being thick on the hill, the Master went at 

 once to Moor Wood, where they found, and had 

 a good run by Stoney Stoke, through Redlynch 

 Park alongside the stream, out, and in again, 

 and to some farm buildings at Godmanstone, 

 where we eventually lost him. Found our next 

 in Leeks Hill, and hounds ran well — indeed, 

 really hard — to Waddon Down, on to Holbrook, 



