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Lord Forester's, so that he came to Belvoir and 

 spent many an hour at the kennels. When I was 

 out with the Fitzwilham by Caldecott, I asked 

 George Carter how my Rubican puppies were 

 fraiTiing for their work, and he repUed in his usual 

 dry way, ' Oh, I don't think they are up to much ! ' 

 so I kept my eyes open, and sure enough saw them 

 dash out, making one or two good hits. ' Well 

 done, Rubicans ! ' I shouted. ' Well done again, 

 Rubicans ! ' Old George Carter stared at me and 

 said, ' I don't know how it is, those Rubicans are 

 doing all the work to-day ! ' ' Of course they are,' 

 I replied, ' they know I'm here ! ' " 



Three days later hounds had another good spin 

 with an evening fox from Sparrow Gorse, when the 

 big field of the morning had melted away and only 

 the chosen few remained. Hounds were stopped 

 owing to darkness by Rauceby after fifty minutes 

 of the very best. All the horses were done to a 

 turn, but those who struggled to the end were Mr. 

 Edgar Lubbock, Mr. T. Robarts, Mr. Peregrine 

 Birch, Mr. Lionel Trower, Mons. Roy, Mr. Richard 

 Horpsby, and that good sporting farmer and judge 

 of stock Mr. J. H. Bemrose, who has seen over a 

 quarter of a century's sport with the Belvoir. 



The very pace of the beautiful Belvoir blood 

 will often cause them to flash over the line, and on 

 one memorable occasion they crossed the river 

 Smite when Gillard had evidence that his fox was 

 back and sinking fast. So keen was Arthur 

 Wilson to turn the pack to the huntsman that he 

 attempted to swim his horse over the river. Un 



