I 
 
A FEW OF MY 
 
 MOST FAVOURITE 
 
 FOX CHASES 
 
 IN EAST SUSSEX. 
 
 By JOHN KENT, 
 
 SorTHEASE. 
 
 PRINTED FOK PRIVATE CIRCULATION. 
 
A FEW OF MY 
 
 MOST FAVOURITE 
 
 FOX CHASES 
 
 IN EAST SUSSEX. 
 
 By JOHN KENT, 
 
 OF SOUTHEASE. 
 
 PRINTED FOR PRIVATE CIRCULATION. 
 
 LEWES : FARNCOMBE AXD CO., PRINTEKS. 
 
INTRODUCTION. 
 
 Mk. Crayex became master of the East Sussex Fox 
 Hounds in the year 1827 and managed them till 1837, 
 (ten years). Coloxel Cator had managed them six years 
 j)reviously, having taken them from Mr. King Sampson, 
 and having established the East Sussex Hunt and Country. 
 Captain Green took them from Mr. Craven and managed 
 them six years, when they were laid down. Mr. King 
 Sampson then came forward and hunted the country with 
 his pack for one season, and then gave up in the year 1844, 
 in consequence of ill health. 
 
 From my early youth I always had an ardent taste to 
 hunt and kill the Fox, the only wild animal of the kind 
 that is a great depredator in our land. Often at the 
 meeting of the hounds, great complaints have been made 
 of the Fox making sad havoc amongst the poultry in some 
 neighbouring farm yard ; and these are my pleasures in 
 drawing for him ; see the hounds drag him through the 
 bushes, and in the thick briars unkennel him ; have at him 
 my good hounds, he is a rogue, he has robbed my neigh- 
 bour, pursue him with aU vengeance, and kill him. These 
 are my feelings in hunting the Fox ; I love to see him 
 fight and die. 
 
FOX CHASES 
 
 Feu. 10, 1824. ^On Thursday, the East Sussex Fox Hounds met at 
 Plumpton Plain ; they threw oft at Mr. Lame's furze, where they soon 
 found a fox, he broke covert into Stanmer Park, going down Mr. 
 Moon's side, and comi^letely ringing the park, coming out within a 
 few rods where he went in ; he then crossed Mr. Moon's hill, a 
 complete burst by Broad Shackles to Boxholt Bottom ; here we came 
 to a check for a few minutes. Perkins held them round and hit him 
 off, we then went down the four-mile course into Ashcombe planta- 
 tion, crossing the road, and climbing Kingstone hill by the sheep 
 ponds, crossing Kingstone and Swanborough hill, round Iford hill, 
 in front of Balsdean by Hervey's Stone and Pickers Hill Barn, (here 
 Major Cater exclaimed, " gentlemen, take care of your horses"). 
 We then went orer Highdoole and Telscombe Tye, crossing the 
 Warren and Great Hoddern Farms, to the cliff near the pay-gate, 
 where w^e came to a check ; and a check it was, for but a very few 
 horses could go on again. It was quite a scene to see the gentlemen 
 dismounted, some slacking their girths, others holding their heads 
 round to the wind, some poking the handle of their whips in their 
 mouths to give them all the air they could, and others walking and 
 leading their horses on homewards ; but now Perkins held back for 
 the short head and hit off the scent ; we went on over Piddinghoe 
 and Newhaven hills into Bullens Bush, here reynard was staying, 
 but broke covert immediately, and away we went down the deep 
 fallow into AVaterman's Bottom, (here the Doctor's old grey mare 
 pitched on her head, a most awful fall) , and across the Great Hoddern 
 Farm by Heathy Brow, to Telscombe Tye, over Highdool, and down 
 Northease Hill, up by the Fore Hill Bushes to the front hill ; but 
 now there were only about seven horses, and they were going one 
 by one, no two together, and the hounds were more than a mile 
 ahead. I got to the top of Iford hill and stood and looked on, 
 Perkins was nearest the hounds, on what I called " old Staring 
 Tom," but his name was Mr. Merriman ; he was obliged to get off 
 and lead him, and could not make him go so fast as he could run, 
 which made him say queer words. They went down across the 
 fallows between Swanborough and Kingstone, by the brick-yard, and 
 over by the six -sweep mill ; here Perkins hailed a gentleman in the 
 turnpike to stop the hounds, which he did, Perkins blowing his horn, 
 got them away, and took them home. This was a most tremendous 
 day, every horse in the field was dead beaten, the chase must have 
 been more than thirty miles ; no one fox could have stood this 
 drilling. I am quite satisfied we changed our fox in Boxholt 
 
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 Bottom, a fre.sh fox must have stolen away out of the scrub-bushes, 
 and Perkins drew on the Ime, as another fox was seen to go over the 
 hill for Wallingore. At the pull up on the cliff, i\Iajor Cater was 
 one to walk and lead his horse homewards over Southease Bridge to 
 Beddingham, where he put him up at INIr. Todd's, because he could 
 not get him anj further, and there he died ; the Major was the one 
 to tell us to take care of our horses but did not think of his own. 
 The Doctor's old grey mare pitched on the fallow a most tremendous 
 fall. The Doctor got up and shrugged his shoulders, and found him- 
 self not much hurt ; he then paid all attention to the mare, she 
 struggled and groaned, and at last appeared to be quite dead : the 
 Doctor exclaimed, " what a fool I have been to ride my mare to death, 
 I would not have taken 150 guineas for her." The old mare groaned 
 again, but she soon appeared lifeless ; the Doctor lifted up her head, 
 but it fell dead ; he opened her eyelash, and looked at her eye, and 
 it appeared dead. The Doctor now got in a rage, and said "only to 
 think that I should be such a d — fool to ride my mare to death, 
 when I would not have taken 150 guineas for her?" he stamped, 
 and swung his whip, and said all sorts of queer words. One gentle- 
 man who was stopping to assist, thought he saw life in the old mare ; 
 he applied his whip thong to her, when the old mare groaned, 
 struggled, and got up on her legs. The Doctor said, " now I must 
 go to Brighton ; " he mounted, and rode off with the old white mare 
 and himself both well rolled in the yellow clay. 
 
 Mahch 1, 1827.— On Thursday last, the East Sussex Fox Hounds 
 met at Laughton Pound, and very shortly unkennelled a fox in the 
 neighboiu'hood. Reynard went off in gallant style at a splitting rate,, 
 taking through Laughton Levels. The rapidity of his motion, and 
 the difficult route he had chosen, left many of the sportsmen at a 
 very humble distance from his brush ; many indeed, who were not 
 pinictiial to the hour of appointment, lost the opportunity of adjoin- 
 ing the chase at all. Leaving the Levels of Laughton, he made 
 towards Chiddingly, thence to Warbleton, after which he dii-ected 
 his course to Waldron, and onward through Heathfield to Brightling, 
 where he was headed ; he then shaped his course towards Burwash, 
 close to which town the dogs ran into him, and he was killed in 
 gallant style, after the most severe run that had been experienced 
 during the season. The wipper-in received an wglj fall, his horse 
 ha\ing plunged with him into the middle of one of the deep dykes ; 
 with some difficulty, however, he extricated both himself and his 
 horse, and again joined the chase, and was, notwithstanding the 
 accident, in at the death, an honour which only himself, one sports- 
 man (George Berry) , and the huntsman could boast of. 
 
 On Saturday the same hounds met at Plumpton, and after drawing 
 Wallingore wood unsuccessfully, they crossed the river at Barcombe 
 Mill, and proceeded to the Plashett Park, near to which, in a piece of 
 gorse, they found. The fox went oft" in capital style, and produced 
 a most excellent run ; he however ultimately evaded his pursuers 
 near Short Gate. Many of the sportsmen, owing to the heavy state 
 of the country, experienced some severe falls ; but the only accident 
 
of a serious nature, that we have heard of, befel Mr. Foley, who had 
 the misfortune to dislocate one of his shoulders. 
 
 Febrvary 22, 1830. — On Monday the East Sussex Fox Hounds 
 met at the Swan, Chailey, they drew the coverts, the south side of 
 the turnpike to the North Common, blank ; then crossed the turn- 
 pike by the King's Head, and drew all the Newick great coverts a 
 blank. At half -past two o'clock the hounds were thrown into Bald- 
 neth wood, opposite the Swan, when at twenty minutes to three, upon 
 the grassy bank, the voice of " Old Griper " pronounced he had 
 unkennelled the vermin ; ' ' hoi I Griper, have at him ' ' said Heiniesey , 
 and have at him they did in good truth, the scent was a merry 
 one, the fox was bold, and broke covert immediately across the 
 enclosures for Newick Old Park ; the hounds were all together and 
 well at him, and away they went ; through these great coverts they 
 rattled him, crossing the road by Longford through these little woods, 
 and then into Barcombe brooks we dashed, crossing the river a little 
 above the Anchor bridge, which was handy for us to go over ; the brooks 
 on the oi^posite side were nearly all under water. Some rode into 
 the ditches, and some out, happy was he that was lucky, and now on 
 for the l*lashett ; up through this great covert they pushed him, and 
 were gone away a field a head when we got to the top of the wood, 
 and on for Cromp's furze field, which they threaded, and this let a 
 batch of the leading horses have a fail* start with them ; now through 
 the enclosures, leaving Horsted to the left, on, and by Mount 
 Ephraim. Here was fox hunting in all its splendour, the hounds 
 running at a rapid pace, topping the hedges three or four couple 
 abreast, and we were obliged to top them too or stop behind — there 
 was no looking for places, but every one obliged to cut out his own 
 line . Captain Croft got an ugly fall and obliged to relinquish the 
 chase. He now bent his line by Framfield Street, as if for P>uxted, 
 when on a little common among some sheep we came to a check of 
 three minutes, a lucky one for Mr. Craven, for his horse was in the 
 ditch and just time to get him out again, when Hennesey di'ew the 
 hounds on the line and away we went again ; he now verged his Ime 
 to the right, and crossed the turnpike near Blackboys, in a line for 
 Barnet wood, but ere he reached that, going up some httle meadows 
 the hounds threw up and were casting, when the fox slipped out of 
 the hedge -row behind them, down the meadow, and was met by a 
 puppy named ' ' Justice ; ' ' here was a regular battle between the fox 
 and " Justice," sometimes one had the best of it and sometimes the 
 other, but now the whole pack had cast back into the field and saw 
 what was going on, came and put an end to this fine chase at half- 
 past four o'clock, through a heavy country, in one hour and fifty 
 minutes, only thirteen horses came in at the death. Mr. Lane 
 exclaimed " this is the finest chase I ever saw in Sussex ; " for my 
 own part it was the favourite chase of my life, the hounds were 
 never off the scent only the three minutes on the comnion, and the 
 horses were in a gallop the whole chase ; it was a trial of strength, 
 nothing but a strong and well -seasoned horse, and a good fencer 
 could go through it, (ah, and though I say it, with a pretty good 
 
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 rider on his back.) Mount Ephraim was a poser which tailed them 
 off and made the field select. It was a brilliant chase. Press said the 
 line we run was twenty miles ; if so, I rode more than fifty miles 
 this day. 
 
 March 6, 1830. — On Saturday, the East Sussex Fox Hounds met 
 at the back of the wall, at the north end of Lord Chichester's park ; 
 it was a fine gay morning, and a field of a hundred and twenty 
 horses. At eleven o'clock the hounds were thrown off in Standean 
 furze, at the side hill,- and in a fcAV minutes the voice of old 
 ' ' Jovial ' ' pronounced the traitor nigh . Hoi ! " Jovial ' ' has him said 
 Hennesey ; the fox broke covert immediately into the valley below, 
 in a straight line for Clayton Holt ; the hounds were out immediately 
 after him, and away they went with a breast high scent, "Ruin" 
 and "Eosamond" taking the lead; the field was now in a great 
 confusion, every one making his best way in shifting the deep 
 bottoms to get to Clayton Holt ; but when the leading batch of 
 horses got here, the hounds were gone through and sinking into the 
 valley below, and now on for Clayton woods, and through these 
 coverts they slicked him, and by Danny they dashed into Randol's 
 copse ; here reynard ranged the covert and brought the hounds to 
 hunting. Now we crossed the turnpike near the pay-gate, and went 
 on through Wick wood at a smart hunting pace, from thence to 
 Woodmancote, and here we came to a check, and very near to a fatal 
 one, for the sun shone bright, and the fallows were diy and dusty, 
 the hounds were dra^vai across the line but they could not touch it, 
 but little " Wonderful," a puppy, straggling along behind, pinned 
 her nose down to the scent and cherriped merrily, but she could not 
 hunt it a yard, the old hounds were brought to see if it was good, 
 which they owned, but they could not hit it off ; this gave Hennesey 
 the point, and he trotted on across two or three large fallow fields 
 and held them round, and " Jovial " was the hound to hit him off 
 again ; we went on then for some miles at a slow hunting pace, what 
 I called a loosing one, we left Henfield to the right, and got nearer 
 to the brooks ; the scent improved, the hounds began to get merry, 
 and into the brooks we went, now the hounds stretched their length, 
 and we began to go some in the ditches, and some out, the hounds 
 crossed the river below Motesbridge ; the water was low, some 
 attempted to ride through, but nearly got mired in the mud, most 
 of us cut round over the bridge, and luckily we got a cut in with 
 the hounds again, as they were running very fast, evidently close at 
 their fox. The leaps now were numerous, and falls plentiful, here 
 Mr. Strange got an ugly one, which broke his collar bone. We now 
 crossed the turnpike near Partridge Green, and then came out on 
 Jolesfield common, the hounds were running and carrying a head as 
 if on the open down, but all at once they threw up ; the fox had 
 made a short head, the hounds cast back and hit him off over into a 
 little garden, in front of a brick cottage ; here reynard had crouched 
 himself down in one corner, but the hounds unkennelled him, and 
 out on the open common they came in full view, round the faggot 
 stacks they ran, over the hedge into the brick -yard, and into the 
 
pond he bolted, the hounds killing him in the cold bath ; he was then 
 taken out on the common, and thrown down to the hounds ; there 
 were about fifty horses in at the death, and I think I never saw a lot 
 of men better pleased. It was a splendid chase of 25 miles in two 
 hours and ten minutes, the first part of the chase from the find to 
 Eandel's copse, was a tiptop thing, not a horse could live vrith them ; 
 the middle part, the huntsman and the hounds had the greatest 
 difficulty in making out the line ; but the latter part, the hounds 
 ran gloriously into their fox. In returning home, Mr. Wood and a 
 friend from Lewes, were climbing Ditchling Bosthill, when Mr. 
 Wood's horse signified he would rather go down the hill than go 
 further up ; after some consultation, it was agreed, and with some 
 difficulty he was taken back to Ditchling, and after the short space 
 of three weeks he was enabled to walk home to Lewes. 
 
 January 19, 1832. — On Thm-sday, the East Sussex Fox Hounds 
 met at Newtimber Inn ; a foggy day. There was a good field of 
 sporting fellows, and we all made up our minds to ride and keep the 
 hounds in view. The hounds were thrown off in the holly bed below, 
 found immediately, and away we went through the Wick wood, and 
 then I cannot tell where, but some who knew the country, said we 
 were near Henfield ; here the fox headed, and we came back the side 
 wind, but where, I cannot tell : the scent was a pleasing one, what 
 I call kept us alive, with plenty of leaping, but all at once the 
 hounds appeared to me to be going right up into the air. " Halloa, 
 George," said I to the huntsman, "where now?" he replied, "I 
 think we are going up the front hill ; " " what front hill ? " said I, 
 he said, "he thought it was Folking." We got to the top, and 
 managed to keep the hounds in view, across the wheel ruts we 
 blundered, and sunk into the bottoms below, but I do not know 
 where, but I think it was near Portslade ; we went on, and then 
 came to a large furze covert, and Press said he knew where we were, 
 this was Herringham furze, — this we skirted round ; after this, we 
 rode up hill, do^vn hill and side hills, and then right into a chalk- 
 pit, (not over mind ye), on enquiry we found this was one of the 
 Beading chalk -pits : here reynard got into a hole, and we could not 
 get him out. It was a beautiful hunting run of two hours, and only 
 one check of about three minutes ; some thought we had had a very 
 good day's sport, and wished to go home, others thought they should 
 like to taste a little more of the fog. Mr. Craven wished to please 
 all, and said he would draw a little covert below Hedberton on the 
 road home. The hounds were taken to it, and a beautiful little furze 
 covert it was ; the hounds were thrown in, and in quick time the 
 musical voice of old Jovial gave the chimes for starting, and a start 
 it was — the fox broke covert immediately right under the horses 
 bellies, and the hounds were out as quickly, after him ; away we went 
 into some little brooks below, some in the ditches and some out ; the 
 hounds soon told us we must mend our pace from the last chase, or 
 we should not long have them in view, — through the Wick wood we 
 went again, and a long way straight north, but I do not know where ; 
 the chase was kept up at a desperate pace, leaps were numerous. 
 
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 and falls plentiful. The fox now headed, and came back, leaving 
 
 Henfield to the right, the hounds were close at him, horses were 
 
 getting tired, and falls at almost every fence, and here, among the 
 
 rest, your humble servant got one, in leaping over a hedge and ditch 
 
 into an old muddy lane ; the old mare pitched on her head, and of 
 
 course, I pitched on mine ; the mare got up first, but she stopped 
 
 for me ; I was quickly up and mounted again, but I was obliged to 
 
 scrape the mud out of my eyes before I could see anything. The 
 
 next leap we came to was over a hedge and ditch sinking into a 
 
 fallow field ; friend Kettel was the first to have it, and the first to 
 
 get a fall, and his horse rolled right over him, but like a Britain, he 
 
 was soon up and mounted again, and quickly had the hounds in 
 
 view ; we kept labouring on, and now some gentlemen said here is 
 
 Wood's mill, but one gentleman was not quite satisfied with this 
 
 informati'ni, he rode slap into the mill pond, — never mind, he got 
 
 out again, he only made a hole in the water, and it was all done to 
 
 keep the hounds in view, — but of course we could not stop, we kept 
 
 galloping on, and dash into Trvily furze field we came ; herereynard 
 
 was dead beaten, but that was of no use, the hounds could not get 
 
 hold of him, he kept getting back on his foil ; we were here a long 
 
 time, at last he bolted into Totington wood, which was just by, and 
 
 that was full of foxes ; it was half -past four o'clock, and getting 
 
 dark ; j\Ir. Craven ordered the hounds to be stopped ; we run that 
 
 slapping chase, which lasted one hour, without a check, and our 
 
 horses were all sadly beaten. I now set the old mare's head in a 
 
 direct line for Southease, as I had something like the tune of 20 miles 
 
 to ride home. In riding across Truly sands, I saw a gentleman in 
 
 scarlet sitting under the hedge, smoking a cigar, and his horse in the 
 
 ditch beside him. I said ' ' halloa, sir, what a n't you get him out ? ' ' 
 
 He replied, " Oh, yes, I can get him out Kent, but the poor devil 
 
 is tired, and so am I, let him rest a little, and he will get out ; " this 
 
 was F. Thomas, Esq. I then rode on and got into the road, and 
 
 when I came to Folking there was a pool of water, and as my head 
 
 and face was covered with mud, I thought I should like to rinse 
 
 some of it off. I called at the cottage just by,, and asked the old 
 
 lady to lend me a dry cloth, which she did. I gave my head a good 
 
 sousing in the water, and then rubbed myself dry with the cloth, 
 
 which made me |uite comfortable. I carried the cloth back to the 
 
 old lady, I thanked her, and gave her a trifle to wash the cloth again ; 
 
 she said, " she did not think I had got a face when I came for the 
 
 cloth, but I see you have now, sir." I now mounted and rode 
 
 on again. I was soon overtaken by Mr. Ingram ; he was highly 
 
 delighted with the fine day's sport we had had, and also with his 
 
 young fom'-year old horse, in carrying him so well. We rode 
 
 together to the old dog kennel at Brighton, and then I turned off for 
 
 Falmer, it was very dark and foggy ; when I came to the foot of 
 
 Newmarket hill I thought I could find my road over the foot-path 
 
 to Kingstone, but I soon got lost in the fog. I knew where I was 
 
 all the time as Pat said, I knew what 20 acre fallow I was on, but 
 
 what use was that, I could not get off. I kept riding and riding, 
 
 but I could not get off the piece. I rode for an hour, at last I came 
 
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 to a steep bank, I knew the bank, and knew the foot-path was in the 
 bottom below. I got off and walked, and found the path ; I now 
 made up my mind to walk the path to Kingston. I walked and 
 walked, and at last I walked out into the road at the foot of New- 
 market hill, where I came in ; I was now quite satisfied. I mounted, 
 and rode quietly round the road, and got home at nine o'clock. I 
 had been gone just 12 hours, and 1 think I must have ridden 70 miles 
 this day, as my journey to and from covert was more than 35 miles. 
 I heard no more of the day until the next Tuesday, at Lewes market. 
 I saw Mr. Barchard ; he said, " well Kent, how is the old mare '?" 
 I said " she is all right now, I have got her here, but she would not 
 feed until Sunday ; " he replied, " his horse had not eaten anything 
 since, nor more had Mr. Thomas's, and that Sewall, at Brighton, had 
 got 30 horses under him from that day, and that jNIr. Ingram's horse 
 had not stood up since, only as he had been slung up ; he died in the 
 course of a few days." 
 
 Feh. 6, 1834.— The East Sussex Fox Hounds met on Thursday last 
 at Horsted Alms House, and di-ewthe Horsted covers a blank ; they 
 then tried the Plashett Park, where they imkennelled a gallant fox, 
 which broke cover in the finest possible style ; the hounds were close 
 at him, and went off at a splitting pace, crossing the Broyle on to 
 Broyle-place ; he then took a straight line to General Trevor's decoy, 
 at (xlynde, and crossed the Kiven towards Glynde mill ; thence on to 
 Fii'le, threading the pleasure grounds of Lord Gage ; he then pro- 
 ceeded on under the hill, leaving Compton Wood and Tilton Shaw 
 to the left. Keynard now climbed the front hill, near to White 
 Bosthill, and took to the open downs, crossing the Fiiie hills, on to 
 Denton Hill, and thence onto Norton Top, and Bletchington Down ; 
 he then took the Sutton hedgerow, and, finally, to Chinton, where 
 the hounds ran into him, and killed in most beautiful style, after a 
 chase of one hour and fifty minutes. The distance from the Plashett 
 to the pleasure grounds of Lord Gage, was performed in fifty minutes, 
 and in the hunting phrase, produced bellows to viend. This was one 
 of the most splendid runs ever experienced in Sussex, and the day 
 will be long remembered by the sportsmen who were in the field 
 upon the occasion. INIr. Thomas Johnson's and the huntsman's 
 horses both died from this chase. 
 
 February 10, 1836. — On Wednesday, the East Sussex Fox Hounds 
 met at Norton Top ; after drawing several coverts blank, they drew 
 Mr. Dray's covert in France bottom, where they unkennelled a fine 
 fox, which broke covert immediately ; the hounds were out quickly 
 after him, and went off at a topping pace up the hill, crossing the 
 fallow for Hindover, but here the hounds threw up, and cast right 
 and left in good order, but they could not hit him oft'. Press now 
 came forward to do the trick for them ; he took them off' the fallow, 
 and held them round a nice sweet gratten, but it was no go ; he then 
 dropped back on the tvirf for the short head, he made the draw com- 
 plete, but he could not touch the line ; he was now staggered, and 
 said he must be gone forward, he would hold on towards the 
 
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 hedge -rows . Mr. Craven and myself were riding along together down 
 beside the fallows, when I dropped my eye on reynard crouched 
 down in one of the furrows. Ah ! Charley, thought I to myself, 
 what, you are there, are you ; the old fox -hunter had a little inward 
 feeling ; now that was rather pleasing, to think he could give the 
 alarm at any minute to please a whole field of fox-hunters, — but the 
 way to please folks is, to let them get a good appetite, and then feed 
 them, it is sure to relish and please, — but now things were getting very 
 flat and dull, scarcely a word to be heard in the field, the horses getting 
 shivery with cold ; now, thinks I to myself, is the time to ring the 
 bell for starting. I said to Mr. Craven, " if you want to see your 
 fox, I can show him you ; " he replied, " what do you mean, Kent ? " 
 I said, " if you wish to see your fox, come with me, and I will show 
 him to you ; " he said, " by gad, it is the very thing I want to see," 
 with the fox-hunting courage flying into his eyes. He now exclaimed 
 aloud, " Kent is going to show me our fox ; " this ran through the 
 field like lightning, and the tables were quite turned, all merry and 
 gay. I now put the old mare in a canter, as I know when you raise 
 the courage of a fox-hunter, he likes to go on ; he cannot bear to be 
 stopped. I got to the fiuTow and pointed out the fox, some said it 
 was not ; Mr. Craven rode up the furrow, and soon saw it was the 
 fox ; he then blew his horn for the hounds, as Press knew nothing 
 of this. At the sound of the horn reynard bolted, the hounds 
 were quickly on the scent, and away we went, the devil to pay, 
 blundering into the deep bottom, and then climbing the hill to 
 Hindover ; here he headed to the right, straight up Cradel hill to 
 Norton-top at a racing pace, and on to the top of Mr. Geere's hill ; 
 he now headed short to the left, down across Denton lanes, leaving 
 the barn to the right, and Norton to the left, climbing the steep 
 hill, and then bending to the right down across Denton south lane, 
 and into the brooks they dashed. Up to this point, about five miles, 
 reynard had run vrith the wind in his teeth, the pace was tremendous, 
 there was a string of horses for a mile distant ; but now he headed, 
 and took the down wind, up through Heighton village, over the old 
 dencher, Heighton hill, and on to white Bosthill chalk pits, where 
 we lost him ; time, 55 minutes. Immediately he sunk the wind, the 
 hounds could not hold the scent, and the pace was very slow ; in the 
 up-wind burst, Mr. T. EUman and Mr. Monk, both mounted on 
 thorough -breds, took the lead as if riding a race, or as we fox- 
 hunters say, to see which was top-sawj'er ; at all events, they both 
 had an opportunity to go their best pace, which I believe they did, 
 for Mr. Monk's horse died in a few days after, when of course Mr. 
 Ellman had the chirrup, as his horse was all right, but I understood 
 he could not get out of the stable for something like a fortnight, but 
 this I will not vouch for. 
 
 East Sussex Fox Hounds, January 16, 1837. — On Monday last the 
 above Hounds met at Laughton Pomid, at their usual time, and 
 threw off in Laughton Great wood, where, at half -past eleven, they 
 unkennelled as stout a fox as ever ran before hounds. Reynard 
 seemed quite alive to the trick ; he was not to be dodged or twisted 
 
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 but set his head straight, and went off in the finest possible style ; — 
 the hounds were altogether, and close at home : — the scent was 
 breast-high, and they slicked him through this great covert in quick 
 time and "gone away," The field was all contusion and bustle, 
 every one seeming to predict something severe : — the route taken 
 was leaving Easthothly to the right, and Whyly to the left, straight 
 to Barnett Wood, and on crossing the Blackboys turnpike road, 
 leaving Dalrymple's to the right on to near to the town of Mayfield ; 
 here the wily rogue still finding himself hard pressed, took a circle 
 to the left, crossing Hadlow Down back to Framfield ; again to the 
 left, and worked himself to Barnett Wood, taking nearly his foil 
 again crossing Blackboy's tm-npike and leaving Dalrymple's to the 
 left, then crossing over the Mayfield turnpike on to the Cross-in- 
 hand Fair field, to the Herrings ; — thence to Heathfield, nearly to 
 the town of Burwash, then heading back, to Broomham, where the 
 hounds ran in to him, and killed in the finest style, after a most 
 laborious task of six hours duration. — Mr. Craven not being out, the 
 huntsman had no one to assist him ; but great merit is due to Press 
 for the skill he exhibited, and the strength of mind he displayed in 
 persevering ; nothmg else could have killed this strong fox. The 
 field was sadly beaten off long before the death, and not a horse 
 could go on, with the exception of the huntsman's, and he had had 
 quite enough of it. — The fleet and young hounds, which took the 
 lively part of the chase in the first twelve miles, now began to get 
 slack, and the fox had lost his speed, changing his point and com- 
 mencing the shifting system. Nothing but hunting would now 
 avail, and the old hounds were called upon to do their duty, which 
 they performed in the most admirable style. — The hvintsman did not 
 return home to the kennel until ten o'clock at night. 
 
 Splendid Run with the East Sussex Fox Hounds, Nov. 17, 1838. 
 — On Friday, the 17th instant, the East Sussex Fox Hounds met 
 at Southease. ("A Bye -day.") After drawing several coverts 
 blank, they drew Northease link bushes ; they had been in covert 
 but a short time before a hound began to whimper — this had not 
 been repeated thrice before a bold fox made his appearance, and 
 went off in " gallant style ; " being a foggy day, the huntsman 
 would not allow his hounds to go on till he had got them all out of 
 covert ; this being done he drew them across the line of scent, and 
 they went off with a crack, over Iford-hill, leaving Hervey's stone to 
 the left, dipping Ballsdean deep bottom, and over the hill by the 
 direction post, in a straight line to Fielder's furze, threading them 
 to the left over Hodshrove hill, crossmg the Lewes road, near to 
 Hodshrove, climbing the steep hill by the barn, to Hollingbury 
 Castle, on the Withdean plantation, Patcham-mill, crossing the 
 London road leaving Patcham village to the right, taking the hedge- 
 row in a straight line over the hill, crossing the Dyke -road by 
 Blatchington-hill ; here reynard crossed this road at twenty -one 
 minutes past one o'clock, the hounds at twenty-five minutes past, 
 the fox therefore having four minutes the advantage ! ! He then 
 took a straight line to the Dyke furze ; up to this point he had run 
 
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 the side wind, but now lie began to shift, and took the down wind ; 
 at this period our informant's horse was beaten to stand still, and he 
 saw no more of the run, but immediately afterwards the clouds 
 lowered upon the field, as if lamenting the loss of one of the best 
 sportsmen from this excellent chase, and m the end, shed tears in 
 good earnest, which washed away the little scent there was left, 
 and gave the fox time to secrete, and we hope, recover himself in 
 Portslade. 
 
 Jan. 12, 1839. — On Saturday, the East Sussex Fox Hounds met at 
 the Rainbow ; after drawing some small coverts blank, they drew 
 Wallingore wood, where they unkennelled a fine strong fox, which 
 broke cover in good style towards the hills, and through ]\Ir. Cripps' 
 plantation dowTi the road to the chalkpit, where reynard got into the 
 drain under the road, but he was soon unkennelled again, and the 
 hounds drew on the scent, when he took to the Downs, crossing 
 Plump ton and Mr. Moon's hills, leaving the upper plantation to the 
 right, taking a line to the back of Ditchling Bosthill ; here he 
 headed and went straight to the bottom near Standean, making a 
 short head again to the right, crossing the green flats and climbing 
 the steep hill, leaving Clayton Holt to the right, then on to Clayton 
 windmill, where he headed short to the left, leaving Pangdean Holts 
 to the right, dij^prng the green bottom in a line for Patcham, but 
 making a circle over the hill to the right to Pangdean hill, where 
 the hounds ran into him in view. It was a most excellent chase 
 with a lively scent, but the zig zag line made it very difficult to keep 
 the pack together ; at the short head m the bottom, near Standean, 
 the body of the homids and the leading horses were thrown on the 
 back ground, as two couples of hounds which were covering the 
 right wing caught the scent and went off with it such a pace, that 
 the pack could not be got well together until they came to the head 
 of Clayton mill, when they assembled again, and the huntsman 
 hallowed ' ' hold hard, gentlemen, a minute, let me hold them round," 
 when he exclaimed, " Hoi, neighbours, hit him off ; my good 
 hound," and away they went the remainder of the chase at a most 
 clipping pace, and ran into him in full view, killing in fine style. 
 
 Nov. 11, 1843. — On Monday, the East Sussex Fox Hounds met at 
 Abbot's Wood. The spirited master and Press, with a good sprinkle 
 of pink, accompanied by about thirty other sportsmen, seemed to 
 predict and " entertain a sort of inioard feeling " there was some- 
 thing good in store for them. The morning too was just what 
 sportsmen like — without either sun or wind. It was truly a 
 
 Delightful scene, 
 
 Where all around was gay, men, horses, hounds, 
 And in each smiling countenance appeared 
 Fresh blooming health and universal joy." 
 
 The business-like looking pack were taken from the meet to Ludley 
 coppice ; scarcely were they all in cover ere old Druid proclaimed 
 Pug was on foot, he broke on the North side, and made for Chalving- 
 ton and Ripe, leaving the mill to the right — took direct across the 
 
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 enclosures to the Liillums, aud ran through that beautiful grass 
 country to Laughton -place ; the pace being good, ditches rife and 
 plentiful as blackberries in June, soon rendered the field select, and 
 the scene somewhat amusing. Men and horses on the opposite sides 
 of ditches — some in — others pulling and whipping — lots craning — 
 one thorough -bred black nag, well covered with pink, being the only 
 one who cleared the reach and lived with the hounds. The upper 
 end of Glynde road did not alter his line, crossing it he passed on to 
 Moor Lane, near to Hailsham turnpike road, leaving Rmgmer 
 barracks, and the old East Sussex Kennel to the right — ran through 
 Sir James Langham's plantations, up the side hanging coverts in 
 front of the house to the top of Glynde Hill. 
 
 "What lengths we pass ; where' will the wand'ring chase 
 Lead us bewilder'd ! Look back and view 
 The strange confusion of the vale below 
 Where sour vexation reigns ;— 
 
 * * * Old age laments 
 
 His vigour spent ; the tall, plump, brawney youth 
 Curses his cumbrous hulk, and envies now 
 The short pygmean race he whilome kenn'd. 
 With proud insulting leer. A chosen few 
 Alone the sport enjoy, nor droop beneath 
 Their pleasing toils." 
 
 Boldly facing the open downs by Oxtittle bottom, he ran on to the 
 corner of the enclosure on Cliffe Hill ; being headed by some one 
 coming out of the to\^^l he turned short to the right across the 
 Coombe, and into Mr. Hillman's Stoneham chalk pit ; four couple of 
 the homids went right over, and had a most awful fall. He now 
 took to the vale again by crossing the Ringmer turnpike -road, 
 passing Stoneham House, Wellingham, the Uckfield turnpike -road, 
 and into the brooks at lower Stoneham, there gallantly swam the 
 Lewes river into the Hamsey brooks ; old Druid was soon on the 
 opposite bank, and having acknowledged the line was instantly joined 
 by all his bold compeers. Not so with the field. Glynde road had 
 been crossed, ,but this was a poser. Barcombe mills were soon 
 sought for ; passing the church ran Coneyborough Park on to Cooks - 
 bridge ; he then crossed Shefiield turnpike. Warningore being close 
 to the left, and faced Chailey South Common, where he got into a 
 side drain. Press was shortly at hand, and in a few minutes he 
 was again made to fly ; but all his whiles were vain and strength 
 exhausted, the gallant pack ran into him, and honest John's who- 
 hoop was music to the happy [few] fellows present. — This run 
 forcibly reminds us of the doings of the East Sussex Fox Hounds in 
 Mr. C.'s palmy days ; may they return again. Should their spirited 
 veteran owner meet with the encouragement such perseverance 
 richly deserves, they most assuredly will. The hounds are much 
 im J) roved in appearance since last I saw them, and have received a 
 great addition in a few couples of chase hounds from other kennels. 
 
 March 8th, 1844. — On Friday, King Sampson's Fox Hounds met 
 at Telscombe Tye ; they threw off at Banning' s, Mr. W. Saxby's 
 favourite fox covert, where old " Drewid " soon told us there was a 
 
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 fox handy, but they drew the covert a blank ; then they drew Mx. 
 Beard's covert just by, when there was a halloa gone away for Tels- 
 combe Tye ; the hounds were quickly taken to the scent, and they soon 
 told us it was a spicey one, but the foot people had headed him about, 
 and the hounds were as wild as willicks. Press held them on to the 
 straight line when they all settled together, laid down their sterns, 
 and away they went at a most tremendous pace across Telscombe 
 old lands, over Church furlong, and into Crocksdean bottom, climb- 
 ing to the top of Southease hill, dipping into the cricketting bottom 
 like lightning, up IMr. C. Saxby's hill, over Highdool, and by North- 
 ease link bushes ; now they dipped into the Iford green flats, 
 *' Gossip and Governess " taking the lead, as if coupled together, 
 over the sweet brows, and through the green flats they went, at a 
 most rapid pace ; now climbing to the top of Iford hill, taking the 
 side coombs in front of Iford, Swanborough and Kingston, coming 
 up by the sheep ponds, and dipping into the awful cold coombs, 
 crossing the deep bottom below ; now climbing again, leaving New- 
 market plantation to the left, circling round this sweet tiirf for the 
 top of Falmer sheep down, but ere he could reach that, the fleet 
 hounds were pressing fast upon him ; he verged his line, sunk the 
 hill, and bolted into Falmer great ploughed lane ; here the hounds 
 soon got view of him, and it was a complete course all down this 
 great lane into the hedge beside the tui-npike, crossing the turnpike, 
 and back into the hedge again ; what -^ath the cracking of the 
 hedge, the shrill chirrup of the hoimds, and every one of the field 
 that was up, throwing a little of their dog language, made the place 
 quite in an uproar ; but reynard beat them all like a game fox, out 
 into the road he came, bolting up the cutting for Falmer village a 
 view, but here he could reach that, the hounds ran into him, and put 
 an end to this splendid chase. The excitement of the fox -hunter 
 was raised to the highest pitch, men scarcely seeming to know what 
 to say to each other ; the horses were sobbing and panting, you 
 might look round and see horses coming over the hills for two miles 
 back ; the distance was eight miles in the open, through a very hilly 
 country, but all on turf, except Falmer ploughed lane ; time, 37 
 minutes. I cannot say too much in praise of this excellent chase ; 
 it was admitted by all to be the most complete thing from beginning 
 to end (taking the distance) they ever saw, it was a complete race 
 with the hounds, but the ladies had it, and they always will ; give 
 me the lady pack, they touch and go on, while the dogs are think- 
 ing about it ; horses had no chance to live with them. ]\Ir. Monk, 
 on his beautiful grey, singled himself out by riding away from the 
 -whole field. 
 
 As this staunch little pack is now to be laid down in consequence 
 of the venerable owner having numbered the years of three -score and 
 ten, and his health not being good enough to follow his hounds, it 
 cannot be expected he can keep them for the amusement of others. 
 For my own part, as a fox-hunter for this, and many other good 
 days sport I have had with his hounds, I most sincerely thank him ; 
 more so as he was the first to establish a pack of fox hounds in East 
 Sussex, and the last to lay them down. 
 
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 As a pack of fox hounds in East Sussex is now quite extinct, to 
 those who read my pamphlet, I must bid adieu ; there are no more 
 of those meetings where you see one of the finest packs of hounds, 
 some of the noblest of the horse kind, and some of the greatest 
 nobles and gentlemen of our land, all meeting together, — who can 
 deny but this was a delightful scene. I much regret to lose sight 
 of the scarlet coat, that beautiful scarlet coat is now no more to be 
 seen, but is now turned to the bottled green. Only just take a little 
 piece of scarlet, about the size of a gentleman's coat sleeve, hang it 
 round a lady's shoulder, and see what a beautiful bloom it will put 
 on her cheek. 
 
 Brookside Harriers, Jan. 11, 1836. — In consequence of the snow 
 on the ground on Monday last, these harriers did not go to their 
 meeting place [Newmarket Hill], but threw off at Rodmell, where 
 they found an old sporting hare at the back of the village. She took 
 away to North-bank, through Southease village, up the lanes crossing 
 Southease Sheep-down to the Hodden Heathy Brow, from thence to 
 Bearshide-gap, along the cliif to Portobello to Bannings and RodmeU 
 Heathy-brow ; here she headed, and skirted the back of Telscombe 
 village across the Old Lands, down Hockhani Bottom, takijig the 
 Old Road at the back of Deans, and on to Southease Stump Bottom ; 
 — here she got up in view, and the hounds went of coiu'se at the top 
 of their speed by Notch Bushes through the Cricketting Bottom, 
 crossing Rodmell and Northease hills, dipping the Iford Green Flats, 
 touching Swanburgh Hill, the hounds still running at a rapid pace, 
 with Liberty and Newsman taking the lead ; she then skirted the 
 side hill in front of Balsdean, and on to Harveys Stone, where the 
 pack ran into her and killed in fine style. This was the best run 
 these harriers have had dui-ing the season, or, perhaps, for many 
 seasons before. The field was much beaten and the cold iron was 
 frequently tried on, but many of the steeds could not answer the 
 demands and it was not without difficulty that others arrived at the 
 killing point. Owing to the inclement weather, the field was but 
 small, but those who were there will long remember the day. This 
 was a famous old sporting hare, which had been hunted for several 
 seasons before by the same pack, but never could be overtaken. 
 She was named the Old Court-ham Hare, in consequence of her 
 always being to be found on the land called the Court-barn Lands, 
 belonging to Mr. C. Saxby, who jocosely used to say to the hunts- 
 man, " Ah, you cannot kill my old Court-ham hare,^^ but alas ! the 
 time was come for poor Puss to die — the pack with triumphant voices 
 seeming to proclaim " the victory is ours." 
 
 Charley Wilkins's Fox Chase. — Being on a visit at a friend's and 
 out of my own county, he invited me to have a day's hunt with the 
 fox hounds, as they would meet within a few miles of his residence 
 the next day. I had been much used to road riding, but not in a 
 chase, and thought I should like to see them ; but neither I nor my 
 horse, I thought, would be able to follow them. My friend said, 
 ** I have two good hunters, and as you have never seen a fox chase 
 
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 you shall have the best horse, and I hope you will raise your courage 
 and do justice to him ; he will carry you through the country well 
 up to the hounds." We then took another glass or two of wine, 
 and agreed it should be so, and went to bed in high spirits for the 
 chase the next day. The next morning, up, breakfast and all right, 
 morning beautifiil, and the meeting place at Mount Pleasant ; my 
 friend was all alive. "Come Charley," said he, "on with your 
 spurs ; let us get there in good time, as you have never seen a pack 
 of fox hounds meet. I wish you to see everything to-day. " " Bring 
 the horses out Dick." We mounted, and off we started for Mount 
 Pleasant ; distance, five miles. " All in good time Charley, we will 
 take it easy." We had not gone far before we overtook the hounds. 
 My friend seemed to know every person we came near, and every one 
 seemed to know him. "Well, Harry," said he to the huntsman, 
 " what, you have got the lady pack to-day." " Yes, sir," replied 
 the huntsman, "the hounds are in beautiful trim," and, added 
 Harry, they are "pretty well up to the mark. 1 think they only 
 want to find a good one, and they will show you the way." This 
 lady pack amused me very much, for there were two whippers-in ; 
 and every now and then a hound was inclined to stray away from 
 the others, and they were sharply rated by one of these whips, and 
 called by their names, such as Ladybird, Laundress, Adelaide, 
 Abigirl, Winifred, Rosamond, Eachel, Gertrude, Ganymede, &:c. 
 They might well be called the lady pack, for their beautiful, yet 
 different colours, their neatly turned shapes and the graceful manner 
 in which they moved about ; indeed their pride seemed as if the 
 ground was scarcely good enough for them to go on. I could not 
 but admire them — I was delighted to see them. We were now 
 arrived at the meeting place. Mount Pleasant. Here it was pleasing 
 to see the sportsmen coming in all directions, and the gentlemen 
 with their top boots, white buckskin breeches and scarlet coats ; as 
 neat as if they had come out of a bandbox and their steeds equally 
 neat. About 100 were now at the "meet," the huntsman then 
 moved on by order of the master of the hounds to draw the covert 
 at the side hill, about half a mile distant. The hounds were taken 
 steadily to the covert, and by some signal, which I could not per- 
 ceive they in an instant all dashed in. The huntsman immediately 
 leaped the fence with them, and the two whips cantered off to 
 different stations ; each seemed to know the route. The huntsman 
 began to cheer his hounds by " Yoak, yoak, drag him, yoak, wind 
 him." They had been in covert but a short time, before one of the 
 hounds began to whimper, "Yoak, drag him my good bitch, he is 
 not far off, I warrant it," said the huntsman. Very shortly after 
 another hound chirupped louder, " hoike to Barmaid, have at him 
 old bitch, that will do ; elewhoyke, elewhoyke, have at him my good 
 hounds," continued he, with a rattling twang from the horn. The 
 hounds now soon got together and began to make the covert echo. 
 The fox made his appearance at one side of -the covert, but was 
 headed by the horsemen. He then ringed the covert and the hunts- 
 man halloaed ' ' stand away gentlemen ; clear away ; don't you see 
 the fox making the same point again. Get away that gentleman on 
 
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 the white horse;" this was quickly attended to. "Tally-ho" 
 roared out a great ploughman at the bottom of a field. " Yonder 
 he goes down beside the hedge row," gone away with a view hollow 
 from the field. The huntsman now soon made his appearance out 
 of covert, .mth a sound of the horn. The hounds were slipping out 
 in all directions ; the huntsman walking his horse steadily on, not 
 towards the line of scent. This I perceive was to get the body of 
 his pack together ; one hound was straggling down beside the 
 covert towards the scent and the whips neither being up, the hunts- 
 man bawled out " stop that lioimd, stop that hound you on the cock 
 tail horse. D — n that cad, he is asleep." The huntsman now put 
 the hounds on the line of scent, and went off in beautiful style, 
 taking into the lowlands some beautiful large green meadows with 
 sorong rough fences ; they call them " bullfinchers." My horse was 
 re?dy for anything. I came near, but I was very nervous, for some- 
 times I was on his neck, and then back again on the saddle, but I 
 begun to see several falls, which put me a little in better spirits ; 
 thinking I was not the worst rider ; when just to my right hand 
 down came a big gentlemen on a black horse, such a "gruffer; " 
 this made me feel a little queer again. We now soon came to a 
 fence again. I think they called it a " rasper ; " my horse took it 
 In fine style, but by jingo in settling I went over his head such a 
 double -up. I at first thought I was killed, but I foimd myself on 
 my legs running after my horse ; fortunately for me a kind gentle- 
 man caught the rein of my horse's bridle with the handle of his 
 v/hip, and I soon mounted again. We then came to smaller 
 inclosures, but luckily forme the gates were open, and I rode through 
 them (but mind you the hounds were a little getting a head of me 
 now.) We then came to a large wood with a wide brook to leap 
 over ; I was not afraid of water so much as I was of the rough fences, 
 so that I charged this quickly, but my horse stopped short, and I 
 went over his head into the ditch — a very unpleasant situation I can 
 assm-e you ; it was a little muddy too ; as well as wet, and dis- 
 coloured my white " smalls." I was now on one side of the ditch, 
 and my horse on the other side ; but a man a hedging seeing my 
 situation ran and caught my horse and brought him to me, and 
 turned him over the ditch. I then mounted again, giving the man 
 half a crown. I said "I was in a pretty pickle." He replied, 
 " that is nothing at all, su-, two gentlemen got in, horses and all, ten 
 times worse mess than you are, down at the other end of the wood." 
 He added " if I went through the wood a little way, I should come 
 into a ride, and that would bring me out of the gate into an old lane ; 
 there I should be sure to see sometliing of the hounds, for I had quite 
 lost them." Going along this old lane, I saw a man up in a high 
 tree. He said, "you are got behind sir." I replied "yes, lam; 
 can you see the hounds." He answered " yes ; they are two miles 
 ahead ; they are going over Batchelor's high fields, beating away to 
 the common ; if you ride a good pace you will get there in time with 
 the hounds." In riding along this old lane a crow boy the other side 
 of the hedge halloaed " war bog, war bog, sir." " War bog," said 
 I, "what do you mean." (Why sir, if you ride right along there 
 
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 you will go plump into that there bog, and you will want one of our 
 master's cart horses to draw your horse out but if you rides clos':, to 
 that hedge there is no bog at all." " Thank you my lad." " Bog, 
 ah ! I have heard talk of bogs ; I don't want to get in those places ; 
 I have had bog enough to day," thought I. Well, all at once I came 
 out on the common ; there I saw a lot of foot peoxDle running out of 
 a brickyard halloaing ' ' tallyho . " " A\\41 ' ' said I . " Kight throitgh 
 the breaks there, !Sii-." "I see him," but these brickmaker chaps 
 began to laugh one to the other, saying "he has had a summerset at 
 any rate. ' ' Another said, ' ' he has been christened and no mistake ' ' 
 I looked to my left, and there I saw the hounds coming through the 
 breaks. I was now well up again, and all on an open common, 
 where we ran him through heath and breaks for full two miles, and 
 to my delight without a fence to jump, and ran into him in the open. 
 " Who whoop " was the halloa, " Who whoop ; " the huntsman took 
 the fox fi'om the hounds, and laid him on a hawthorn bush, cut the 
 head, bnish, &c., ofE, the hounds baying him at the time. He then 
 threw him to the hounds, and they devoured him most eagerly. JNty 
 friend now recognised me again. " Ah, Charley, my boy " said he, 
 * ' I am glad to see you in at the death ; beautiful run ; splendid 
 Chase ; one hour and forty minutes," [delightful said I] " but you 
 have had a summerset I see ; you are not alone ; lots of falls to-day, 
 Chailey." My attention was now drawn to the field to see the con- 
 trast between the meet at Moiint Pleasant and the "kill" on the 
 common ; only about forty gentlemen were in at the death, and they 
 were all bedaubed and splashed with mud ; and the hounds were not 
 like the same animals ; they were so bedraggled and spattered over. . 
 We got off the common on the turnpike ; lit our cigars ; and rode 
 steadily home, joking and talking over the different scenes of the 
 day. 
 
 FARNC0M3E a CO., LEWEl 
 
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