184 Memoir of Tom Smith. 



I sliall now endeavour briefly to describe the 



glorious finale — the last splendid run, afforded 



to a most select and numerous field, by the 



late Master of the Hambledon hounds, on this 



his last concluding day. 



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A more appropriate locality could not have 

 possibly been selected than Eroadhalfpenny 

 Down: the spot fixed for the '^rendezvous" 

 of the large field, assembled on the 3d of 

 April 1852 to "witness the performances of 

 Tom Smith's closing reign; in a most wild 

 and picturesque-looking valley, embosomed 

 amidst the green turfy slopes of the downs, 

 partially clad with venerable woods, brown 

 heather, or glistening imder the influence of 

 the golden and perfumed furze : 



" Delightful scene ! 

 Where all around was gay — men, horses, dogs ; 

 And in each smiling countenance appeared 

 Fresh blooming health and universal joy." 



Time is up! The '^ Master" arrives, and 



