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were fairly frequent, but there were slow-hunting
days when scent was bad and the Goshford subscribers
were able to canter along at their ease enjoying a
nrettv bit of hound-work. Sometimes the uncarted
animal got clean away from them, and there was a
special interest attached to a meet when they drew
for an outlying deer.

Mv first day with the Staghounds was on Christ-
mas Eve and 1 find the following entry in my diary:
"Codiford;  Packman s Green.    Perfect hunting day;
came on wet about 2.30.   Turned out at Hazelpits
Farm and ran well to Wissenden, then on by Chartley
Church and I Utnhurst down the hill and on towards
ApplosLeatl. Took deer ("Miss Masterful") about 2.
Nine-mile point.   Harkaway in good form.  Took a
toss over a stile toward the end. Very nice country,
especially tint first bit."   From this concise account
it nviy socm as if I had already mastered the Goshford
topography, but I suspect that my source of informa-
tion was u'p"raKraPh in a local paper.            ^

I cannot rr.mombcr how I made myself acquainted
with the name of the deer which provided the nine-
mile point,   lint in any case, how much is taken for
granted and left unrecorded in that shorthand de-
scription? And how helpful it would have been now
if I had written an accurately observed and detailed
narrative of the day.   But since the object of these
wws is to supply that deficiency I must make my
remiuLscTUt deductions as best I can. And those words
from my diary do seem worth commenting on—sym-
bolic as they arc of the equestrian equilibrium on
which my unseasoned character was trying to pattern
itself. I wrote myself down that evening as I wanted
myself to  bo—a  hard-bitten hunting man,  sell-
possessed in  his localized knowingness and stag-