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clear, for heavy rain seemed to be washing most of the mist away. Finding 

 in Low Barlogan, hounds took this fox a wide ring back to the starting 

 point, where he went to ground. The going was terribly heavy and like a 

 quagmire in places. On 4th December, in delightful weather, a big 

 company foregathered at Major Goff's residence, Dargavil, and, to begin 

 with, the experiment of beating Barochan Moss while hounds waited on 

 the road was tried. The moss has been literally full of foxes for some time 

 and a credit to Sir Stephen Renshaw, but it is always such a difficult 

 place to get away from on satisfactory terms. However, the beating 

 tactics served their purpose, and the fox that was forced away led them a 

 merry dance by Barochan, Corslie Hill, and Wraes down to Scart, where 

 a fresh one jumped up to spoil matters. 



From Barochan, on 27th December, there was plenty of sport, which 

 commenced with a good run from Barochan Moss by way of North Brae, 

 Cleaves, Wraes, and Ennelly, to ground on Napps Muir. Finding again 

 in Low Barlogan, hounds hunted this fox for nearly two hours by Scart 

 and Gryffe Castle over a circuitous route of the Houston country, by Cleaves 

 right on over Barscube Hill to Gleddoch, where the pilot gained under- 

 ground refuge. On the occasion of this fixture Major Goff, on behalf of 

 the members of the Hunt, handed to Jacklin a wallet of Treasury notes 

 on his approaching marriage and in recognition of the good sport he 

 had shown. 



New-Year's Day became a memorable occasion, and the great sport 

 could have no more appropriate starting point than Johnstone Castle, the 

 residence of Mr. and Mrs. Allan Connell, who have both been so keen on 

 hunting for many years, and during the long period of Mr. Barclay's 

 Mastership they were invariably bang to the fore. It was a Skiff fox that 

 furnished a run that will be long remembered by participants, and going 

 away towards West Gavin it turned out that he was on a mission to a drain 

 that he wot of. What a lucky thing this was too full of water at the time ! 



Retreating through Skiff, the run continued by Mount Top and John- 

 stone Castle nearly to Foxbar, then right handed up the hill with Gleniffer 

 on the left and over a beautiful line of country past Threepgrass to Caldwell 

 Law. Near here the fox had been coursed by a dog, and as a consequence 

 he got well ahead of hounds, but they continued to hunt in fine style to the 

 left of Hartfield Moss, over Shutterflet Muir to Cuffhill, where he beat 



