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was contemplated, and it was feared the tree 

 must come down. " King Pan," however, the 

 clever little Blackmore Vale Terrier, was quickly 

 at hand, and, loyally opposing the destructive 

 policy, soon got hold of the fox by the brush 

 and gave him to his friends the hounds. The 

 brush was reserved for Mrs. Neville-Grenville, 

 but the Master presented the mask to Mr. 

 Knight, a sporting farmer of the right sort. 

 This ended the day's proceedings, as the pack 

 had to return to Glastonbury for the five o'clock 

 train. 



April 15th. — 



We met at Nether Compton, and, after 

 drawing various covers, settled down on a fox 

 from Rimpton Gully, who ran hard for Hack 

 Hill and Chorlock Hill, turning left-handed 

 as if for Compton, down, off the hills, to Trent 

 Mill, and on to the railway and river, which 

 he crossed. Twenty minutes so far. We had 

 to ride round to cross the river, and found 

 hounds at a check by Mudford Brick-kiln ; 

 after some delay the line was re-gained, and we 



