2i 4 THE QUORN HUNT 



they found at Parson's Gorse and had a capital forty- 

 five minutes ; but presently changing foxes, they lost. A 

 second fox was found at Ellar's Gorse, and he gave a 

 very fast thirty-five minutes to Cripple's Gorse, where he 

 was also lost ; and it was during this scurry that Lord 

 Gardner had a somewhat serious fall. He was taking a 

 line of his own, and, in his usual style, galloping at a 

 great pace between the fences, when his horse put his 

 foot in a hole and rolled completely over his rider ; but 

 luckily he was not so badly hurt as was at first imagined, 

 for another week or ten days saw him in the saddle 

 ag-ain, oroino; as well as ever. 



It was somewhere about this time, though the exact 

 date cannot be ascertained, but it was probably either 

 1844 or 1845, during the mastership of Mr. Greene, 

 that Tom Day, hunting the Ouorn hounds, found a fox 

 at Bunny and ran him by Reddington and Plumptree to 

 Tollerton ; and on the same day Mr. Musters found a 

 fox at Edwalton and was running him towards Cotgrove, 

 when either his hounds got on the line of the Quorn 

 run fox, or vice versa. 



Both packs, however, immediately joined, and with sterns 

 down and up wind ran well together by Clipstone and Nor- 

 manton, and pulled the fox down in less than ten minutes from 

 the fusion of the two packs, near the Melton turnpike road. It 

 was a curious scene ; the old Squire and Tom Day, of course, 

 each claimed the run fox. They rode side by side, taking their 

 fences almost together, with all the keen ardour which had always 

 possessed them, each recognising and pointing to his favourite 

 hounds ; each riding for the fox as if it was his own, and cheering 

 on his hounds. The finish came soon afterwards. Day jumped 

 off his horse, and went quickly after the fox into the plantation, 

 the Squire keeping as close as he could to Day. The latter 

 seized the fox and exclaimed, " It is my fox, Squire ; I will 

 swear it at the Day of Judgment " — and he strutted along holding 

 it in his hand, the Squire walking at his side, and there was no 

 further wrangling, except by the hounds eating him. Then came 

 another pleasant scene, the Squire and Day drawing, by alternate 



