1887. 3^9 



SO, after about twenty minutes in the direction 

 of Mudford, we lost him, too, and left for 

 home. 



March 12th. — 



We met in an icy north wind at Bagber, and 

 never got warm till near two o'clock, by which 

 time we had had a racing C|uarter-of-an-hour's 

 gallop from near Say ell's Farm. We had a 

 flying find, and ran up to Inwood by wa}^ of 

 Henstridge Marsh and Lad\^ Theodora's Gorse, 

 where the fox disdained the cover, and passed in 

 front of the house, and went on by Quarry Farm 

 to Spurles, Thorns, Crendles, down to Milborne 

 Port, over some queer countr}^ at the back of the 

 School, and on, now slowly, leaving Combe Hill 

 on the right, and bearing left towards, and 

 eventually with, Crackniore, where he was 

 viewed dead beat. He pulled himself together, 

 though, and made one more effort, getting over 

 the open to the railway, but failed to cross it, for 

 hounds pulled him down on the metals opposite 

 Oborne, thus finishing with blood at the end of 

 nearly two hours and a quarter. 



