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March 14th.— 



The snow has spoilt sport, and even 

 to-day the ground was so hard that honnds 

 did not throw off till twelve o'clock. They 

 fonnd a fox in Short Wood, and ran with 

 very bad scent to Mappowder, thence by 

 Hazelbnry, and into the clergyman's garden, 

 where the fox jnmped on to a wall, and 

 somehow mysteriously disappeared. It was at 

 the very beginning of this run that Mr. Digby 

 Collins met with his bad fall, his horse slipping 

 and rolling over on him. From Hazelbnry 

 hounds came back to H umber Wood, and, 

 having drawn it, and Ponting's Gorse, blank, 

 we next tried Holwell Gorse. Found there, 

 and ran towards the Green Man, into the 

 New Gorse, and on, on a very weak line, towards 

 Rodmore ; back, bearing left by Warry's 

 Plantation and Holwell Church, and slowly 

 back to Holwell Gorse, where we left him, 

 and rode home in snow showers, which by 

 midnight deepened into the twenty hours' 

 fall, which has again robed Dorsetshire in 

 white. 



