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was spent on Croydon Hill watching the tufters in the Combes 

 below. I shall now quote from Mr. Everard, for the country 

 was new to me, though even now I can recall almost every 

 yard of the hunt and the principal places we passed. Mr. 

 Everard wrote: " The run took place on Saturday, 15th 

 September, 1900, with a galloping three-year-old deer from 

 Parson's Close plantation, near Luxborough .... There being 

 no alternative deer harboured, the pack was brought from 

 Kingsborough, and at ten minutes to one o'clock, a matter 

 of fifty minutes after the deer had broken covert (the interval 

 having been occupied by trying back for a heavier deer), 

 hounds were let go on the fields adjoining Treeborough Com- 

 mon. . . . After various short checks on ground foiled by sheep, 

 they carried the line to the Raleigh's Cross-road and the 

 heathy commons on the Withiel side. While hounds were 

 hunting the line the stag was viewed some distance ahead, 

 sinking by Swinhayes Comer to the Comberow woods that 

 overhang Leigh Barton." I cannot give Mr. Everard's 

 description of the next part of the run, as it is long, and part 

 of it deals with the difficulties of hunting a stag round the 

 deep combes and ravines of this particular neighbourhood, but 

 he describes how hounds hunted through various deep ravines 

 and up the steep incline of the mineral railway until they 

 came to the commons at the head of Sticklepath Hill, where 

 there was a check. After pretty hunting the pack swung to 

 the higher end of Colton Pits, and then went on to the head 

 of Elworthy Combe. The deer had rested in the ravine, but 

 was viewed as he sprang up, and now the pace quickened up 

 to a rattling gaJlop, hounds following their quarry through 

 Combe Sydenham, and thence to Nettleoombe, where there 

 was a terrible up and down business for the field. In a stream 

 near Nettlecombe Court the stag took a bath " but found 

 hounds too close to him, and sped away over the roughly 

 fenced enclosures towards Wash.ford. . . . Another mile 

 from field to field brought them to the Williton rood, where 

 their deer had been viewed only a few short minutes ahead. 

 On, over the level tillage ground, until a short turn gave them 

 pause for a few minutes near a small covert, called, I believe, 

 Furse Close. Into this covert they presently carried the line, 

 and there was a rousing fresh find. On before them sped the 



