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the shooting on Poole Heath. Whilst thns 

 em^^loyed one clay he moyecl a fox; and haying 

 informed Mr. Drax of it, the hounds were sent 

 to find him, which they shortly did. They ran 

 him across the turnpike-road, and to the left of 

 it, straight to Christchurch Water, where they 

 came to a check. John Last, the huntsman, 

 gaye him up for lost ; but Mr. Smith told him 

 that the fox must be gone back, and that if he 

 trotted along the turnpike-road, he might j^ro- 

 bably cross the line of the fox where he had 

 crossed it that morning. The place mentioned 

 beinoj full four miles off. this occasioned some 

 surprise; but the adyice was taken; and, on 

 arriying at that spot, the hounds did hit off 

 the scent as if close to him, and ran him to an 

 earth near where he was first foimd, close to 

 his brush. 



After quitting Bournemouth, Mr. Smith 

 resided for some time in a cottage near 



House, in Dorsetshire, the residence of a gen- 

 tleman who kept a cleyer pack of hare-hounds. 



