Chapter III. 

 HUNTING DAYS. 1885-1953 



During the course of my life I must have hunted 

 with a dozen or more Packs of Hounds in many 

 parts of England and Ireland and I call to mind the 

 admiration I have felt for Huntsmen. They are a 

 brave race of men and I would like to say that I 

 think the most outstanding ones wefe Frank 

 Freeman and Tom Firr. Huntsmen such as Leaf, 

 Agutter, Laurence and Gilson were in the top 

 class, but, at the present time, Stanley Barker is 

 hunting his hounds as well as Frank Freeman 

 before him. He has great patience, is a good 

 huntsman and has a steady nerve — all these 

 attributes are very necessary to make a good 

 huntsman. Stanley is deservedly one of the most 

 popular Huntsmen in the history of hunting I 

 should guess. 



Among the many good hunts I enjoyed was one 

 from Sanders covert in the Pytchley country. 

 They went away straight down to the Spratton 

 brook. A Mr. Walton, who was hunting from 

 Weedon, went at it, but the horse jumped short 

 and he went in. I was about 18 at that time but 

 very keen. I was riding a horse belonging to a 

 Mr. Phillips who was hunting from Harlestonc. 

 I had a go and got over with a peck. John shouted 



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