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heading for Caundle Marsh Brickfields ; then 

 up the hill towards Tripps, to Deadman's 

 Copse, and away by Mews Hill and Hanover, 

 all the length of the wood and half-way back, 

 then out on the ploughs to Plumley, and 

 through it, losing him on the other side. 

 Major Bircham had a bad fall over a gate 

 near the Holts, and, unfortunately, broke four 

 ribs. 



March 29th. — 



We had a miserable day from Bagber ; it 

 rained and blew all day, and there were no 

 foxes above ground to cheer us up. They had 

 all evidently voted it was not a hunting day, 

 and, feeling they should not be wanted, retired 

 early. One, imprudent enough to show his 

 nose out in Stalbridge Park, was promptly 

 headed as he was making his way to the Vale, 

 and so our only chance of sport was lost. No 

 other so much as offered us a run, and we 

 went home, damp and desponding, about four 

 o'clock. 



