370 1 ally ho. 



Not wishing to gallop for two or tliree miles in order 

 to cross over either Marlow or Cookham Bridges, and, 

 caring very mucli less to embark with a restless horse 

 in a ferry-boat, I pulled up, in company with many 

 others, on the banks of the Thames, and then rode 

 quietly back to Windsor. 



Thus ended my last day with the Royal Buck- 

 hounds. It was not to be expected that much sport 

 could be shown under the circumstances, and it is, in 

 fact, in compliance with an annual custom that an 

 exhibition of this sort is afforded to the public in 

 general, who on this occasion showed their apprecia- 

 tion by flocking from all directions to join in the 

 sport, and it would be selfish on the part of those who 

 have ridden with the Royal Pack throughout the whole 

 of the season if they begrudged a day's amusement 

 for those having a few hours' holiday on Easter 

 Monday. The Royal buckhounds have had an un- 

 usually long, hard, and successful season. They 

 commenced hunting in October, going out nine times 

 during that month, and having six good runs. 



On November 2, the regular work commenced, on 

 which occasion, the meet being as usual at Salt Hill, 

 they had a capital run, taking the deer in a chalk-pit, 

 near Addlestone, in Surrey. Since then, they have 

 been out fifty times, and have contrived to score no 

 less than thirty more of the same sort, though not 

 so long, and on nearly every occasion they have had 

 to travel unusually long distances. 



During the whole season they have only been 

 stopped from hunting by frost on two occasions. 

 Some remarks having been made in respect to the 

 killing of a deer — a perfectly accidental occurrence — 



