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here he seemed to change his tactics, and, 

 running hard, swung backwards over Melcombe 

 Brook, Rising the hill for Hazelbury Br3^an, 

 he ran hard and straight from there to Ponting's 

 Gorse, where he was viewed ; hounds forced him 

 out, and he led them on still, dead beat as he 

 was, to Pulham Gorses, where, I expect, he 

 played at puss in the corner with a friend, for 

 it must have been a fresh one that took us 

 on almost to Castle Hill, and, crossing the 

 Glanvilles Wootton Road, sought refuge and 

 found safety in the Holwell Plantations, where 

 we left him, having been galloping and jumping 

 for two hours and iive minutes. The Master 

 could not resist having one more look for his 

 first fox back in Pulham Gorses, but in vain, 

 so hounds went home. 



February 9th. — 



In a clear frosty morning the meet was at 

 Mudford Bridge. In spite of a suspicious 

 rattle of hoofs on the grass the Master trotted 

 off at 11.30 to Chilthorne Donier; here hounds 

 found their fox almost directly, and ran rather 



