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the dew, and we took them to Garenden Park, 

 close to Loughborough, the property of Mr. de 

 L'Isle. After spending a long morning showing 

 them the deer, so as to break the young hounds 

 from giving chase, I decided it was time to turn 

 homewards as the sun was getting very hot. 

 Suddenly Onion saw amongst the thorn bushes a 

 white stag grazing, and it was lame from an injury 

 to one of its hocks. 'Do let the hounds have a 

 look at him ! ' said Onion, and he was so keen and 

 excited about it, that at last I turned round and 

 said, * Where is it ? but we have done quite 

 enough ! ' The moment I said so, he galloped 

 his horse round the thorn bushes to set the deer 

 going, though I shouted to him, ' Stop, stop ! don't 

 go on ! ' But it was no use, he seemed crazed 

 about this white stag. The next moment I heard 

 a crash, and going to see, found his horse had 

 cannoned against the stag as they met round the 

 thick clump of thorns, both were down, and Onion 

 lay stretched senseless on the ground. I got him 

 into a sitting posture, which is always the best 

 thing to do in cases of concussion, and held him up 

 until a doctor arrived. Mr. de L'Isle sent down 

 ice and stimulants, and had a tent erected, for it 

 was impossible to move him, but the poor young 

 fellow died that night in his red coat and boots 

 where he fell." 



Referring to the records of the Quorn Hunt at 

 this time we find that Mr. Musters's health unfor- 

 tunately proved unequal to the work after two 

 seasons, and the expense was gTeater than he could 



