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to-day we have had this year, and the pace 

 was good throughout. 



April 20th. — 



Was a warm, Spring-like day, and from 

 West Hill Gate there was some pretty hound 

 work through the length and breadth of Honey- 

 combe, the pack accounting for their fox in an 

 hour and four minutes, though they were almost 

 too hot to kill him, and for some seconds, I 

 believe, the fox and a hound sat back to back 

 in the ditch ignoring each other's vicinit}^ till 

 another hound ran in, and " who-whoop " rang 

 through the primrose-paved woods. The Park 

 Covers were drawn blank, but close to Haydon 

 Lodge one of those foxes that seem to be 

 descended from monke}' ancestors, and inhabit 

 trees, left his perch on an oak, and, jumping 

 the Park wall, went for Hanover, and into 

 Crackmore, where he left us. 



April 2ist. — 



The meet was at Jack White's Gibbet, 

 and we went straight to Hadspen, found a fox 



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