1 96 Tally ho. 



the same direction as before ; but he hesitates, and, not 

 likiDg to face the cold north-easter, doubles back and 

 seeks refuge in the gorse again ; and then, being 

 rattled about, he breaks away, pointing for a beautiful 

 line of country, when a stupid lout, getting in his path, 

 heads him, and turns him in another direction. Then 

 he goes to the right of Langham Village, and away in 

 the direction of Burley-on-the-hill, where he is lost 

 after a short gallop. Subsequently another fox is 

 found, and they race him away at a rattling pace to 

 Manton Gorse, where he is lost. 



Conspicuous amongst the ladies riding with the 

 Cottesmore this day were the Countess of Cardigan, 

 mounted on a good-looking brown horse, and Lady 

 Florence Dixie, who appeared with her arm strapped 

 up, in consequence of a fall she had recently met with, 

 her horse having come down heavily with her on the 

 hard road; otherwise this exceedingly bold rider 

 appeared uninjured, and was as plucky as ever, and, 

 being mounted on a thoroughbred horse that jumped 

 like a deer, she seemed to go without difficulty at 

 every fence that came in her way. If it were not 

 impertinent to give unasked-for advice, I would sug- 

 gest that this lady should take a little more care of 

 herself, and not throw away too many chances. No 

 one can help admiring her courage, though they may 

 wish to see a little more judgment and discretion in 

 the way she goes across country ; and no one can well 

 accuse her of being afraid if she should happen to 

 turn away from a flight of rails or pull up at an ugly- 

 looking brook. 



Thus ended my first day with the Cottesmore ; and 

 I think the greatest credit is due to Neale for the way 



