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little gToinul at tlie village of Burton Lazars, tliej easily 

 tired liiiii down in another turn across the Flat, ran him 

 from scent to view, and pulled him down as he reached 

 a little spinney within a Cj[uarter of a mile of Stapleford 

 Park. To bring- off a run so satisfactory on a day so 

 unpropitious, was another laurel leaf in the Quorn wreath 

 of '83-84. This chase occupied altogether about an 

 hour, and covered an area between five and six miles in 

 diameter. 



The Bel voir on Saturday (Jan. 12 th) ran us nearly all 

 to a standstill, in a tremendous gallop backw^ards and 

 forwards between their own country and that of the 

 Quorn. A slight rime frost and a bright sun rather 

 hindered s})ort in the morning ; but made the day a 

 delightful contrast to blustering yesterday (the bitter 

 chill of which seemed to cling- to our very marrow still). 

 So from Old Hills they hunted under difficulties for up- 

 Avards of an hour, crossing the border, and proceeding to 

 return the compliment paid by the Quorn on the previous 

 Monday. After escaping from Holwell and its labyrinth 

 of iron tramway, after i)assing Kettleby and nearly reach- 

 ing AVartnaby, the hunt seemed to be over and luncheon 

 became the order of the day. Happy they who seized it, 

 and their second horses, before the alarm was sounded — 

 or rather was whispered in startled accents — that the fox 

 had jumped up in view, and hounds were aicaij. Away 

 they truly were, Avith a long long start — running very 

 differently from the toilsome fashion of the morning. A 

 mile of gates took us by Welby Fishpond, another mile 

 of bridleroad landed half-way back to Old Hills ; and 



