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April 6th.— 



From Chetnole we had a poor day's sport. 

 We found one in Twizzen Allers, and, his 

 good intentions of going for the Vale being 

 frustrated, our fox headed for the hills, and 

 took us the length of Remedy, and to Up-Cerne 

 Wood, and somewhere on the top of a scentless 

 hill we lost him. We found again in Bide's 

 Gorse, and rattled a wary old fox for a long 

 time round the cover; he went away at last for 

 Paper Hill, but turned incautiously and sharply 

 in the road, and hounds ran into and killed him. 

 We did nothing more that day, but I hear the 

 Master had another very fine day's sport on 

 Saturday, over some of the same country that 

 he was in, or rather near, two days ago. 



April 9th. — 



The meet was at Nether Compton, and 

 there a fox was quickly found and killed. In 

 Potter's Leaze no one was at home ; but in 

 Trent Gully we found a fox, and ran him, 

 almost directly, to ground. We next fv)und in 

 a hedge near Hack Hill, and ran him very 



