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better trust the hounds who had been leading. 

 Molyneux and Tom Peaker, who were both up, 

 soon stopped the others, but two foxes had gone 

 on and hounds divided again near the allotments 

 below Silverstone Village. I at first thought my 

 fox must have turned into Bucknells Wood and 

 asked Mr. Paget, who was close to me, to stop the 

 lot which were running between Crown Lands and 

 Bucknells Wood. 



Mr. Garrard, of Welton, went with him, and 

 they jumped the gate which was wired up into the 

 allotments, but my lot threw up, so I blew my 

 horn, the first time I had used it since recrossing 

 the Banbury Road, to prevent those gentlemen 

 stopping hounds. I thought all was over when, as I 

 had hoped, the fox did not run on but turned in at 

 the furthest corner of Bucknells Wood, a 

 tremendous grat place, bad scenting and full of 

 foxes. 



Here Lord Roseberry, Lord Dalmeny he was 

 then, caught a glimpse of a beaten fox with a couple 

 of hounds close behind him. He could not tell 

 me which they were. I got the rest of the pack on 

 to the line, and they carried it right through the 

 wood and out on the Wappenham side. A man 

 from the village told me the couple had hunted up 

 to the hedge by a stream, where they had checked, 

 and I was afraid he must have got in somewhere, 

 which would have been a terrible disappointment 

 to the hounds after such a hunt. I cast round to 



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