48 Tally ho, 



being no occasion to cry, ^^ Ware hare ! '^ to them. 

 So on we go from cover to cover, drawing five before 

 a fox is found ; but the moment the hounds reach the 

 Swallow Hole a halloo is heard, and they go away at 

 a swinging pace, making for Croxton Park. Up to 

 this point the land rode horribly deep. The lane 

 which leads up to the Park was bad in the ex- 

 treme, but, when the Park was crossed, the grass 

 ridino- tolerably well, the pace was smart ; then, bend- 

 ing towards the right, they run sharp to Belvoir 

 Woods, where the fox is lost, after a run of forty 

 minutes. Another fox was soon found, but did not 

 afibrd any sport worth notice. 



During the run an accident occurred to Lady 

 Florence Dixie, which fortunately resulted in but 

 trifling consequences. Whilst galloping through a 

 gateway, the gate being on the swing, it caught in 

 her habit, and pulled her off her horse, the only 

 damage done being a slight sprain of the wrist. A 

 gentleman riding at a brook during the run abundantly 

 proved the fact *'' that 'twere better to halt than to 

 ponder, for the stream runs wide on the take-off side, 

 and washes the clay bank under ^' — and in they go, 

 both man and horse, taking a header into the deep 

 and swollen stream. Then, turning my steps home- 

 wards, halting at Waltham for a few minutes at a 

 quiet-looking inn, I am supplied with bread, cheese, 

 butter, and delicious home-brewed amber ale, at the 

 small cost of l\d. Mounting and following the high 

 road to Melton, a glorious panorama unfolds itself, 

 showing a large expanse of grass on the left, and I 

 cannot imagine any finer tract of land than this for 

 hunting. 



