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" take my advice Sir, and stoody Foox-hunting." 

Luke Freeman. 

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At the Office of " Bail/s Magazine of Sfoiis and Pastimes," 

VINTON & Co., Limited, g, New Bridge Street, E.G. 



Chapter I., p. ii, line 3, for "Lieut. Col. George Bramston Archer" read 
" Lieut. Col. George Bramston Eyre." 


We desire to preface this book with some words of acknow- 
ledgment — brief, but sincere — to the kind friends who have aided 
in its compilation. 

We are greatly indebted to Lord Rookwood for his recol- 
lections of hunting, and to Mr. Loftus Arkwright and Mr. 
Sheffield Neave for diaries kept by their fathers, each of whom 
held a Mastership of hounds, which has now passed to his 

Accounts of notable runs in the last quarter of a century 
have been furnished bv Stephen Dobson, the former hiuitsman 
of the Essex Hounds, and James Bailey, his successor ; and 
much valued help has been given by Mr. R. Y. Bevan, who 
has added some finishing touches to his spirited hunting 
poems on their reappeai'ance in our pages. 

Amongst many other contributors, special mention is due 
to Mr. H. R. G. Marriott, Mr. George R. Greaves, Mr. E. T. 
Helme, Lt.-Colonel S. L. Howard, Mr. Frederick Green, Mr. 
Todhunter, Mr. Leonard Pelly, Mr. Harding Newman, Mr. 
George Hart, and Dr. Clegg. Messrs. John Ridley, C. E. 
Ridley, and E. A. Ball have furnished information from diaries 
kept by the late Mr. T. D. Ridley and R. C. Ball, and other 
sources. Miss Collin and Miss Jones have taken part in the 

vi. Preface. 

study of old numbers of the Sporting Magazine, and Messrs. 
A. J. Edwards and R. B. Colvin liave posted us up as to 
Hunt Race Meetings, and other matters of interest. 

Mr. \V. C. A. Blew has brought his copious hunting lore 
to aid in the revision of our proof sheets, and the editors of the 
Essex County Chronicle, the Woodford Times, the Field, 
and the COUNTY Gentleman, have courteously acceded to our 
requests for information. 

For our illustrations we are indebted to paintings, engravings, 
and photographs furnished by the Countess of Warwick, Lady 
Alice Archer Houblon, Mrs. Vigne, Mrs. Oliver, Mrs. Waters, 
Miss Treadwell (daughter of Mr. Henley Greaves's famous hunts- 
man). Sir Walter Gilbey, and Messrs. John Gurney Pelly, Guy 
Gilbey, and Wm. Oddy. Amateur photography has been success- 
fully brought into service by Mr. Arthur Bowlby, Mr. Walter 
Gold, and Mr. Adams. 

P'rom the materials thus furnished, combined with those 
obtainable from sporting publications, particularly Colonel John 
Cook's "Observations on Foxhunting," and Baily's M.^GAZINE, 
we have endeavoured to compile and illustrate a readable 
narrative. Our task has been carried out in raonients of scanty 
leisure, and we cannot claim completeness for the result, but if 
we are held to have dealt worthily with our subject we shall be 
amply repaid for the time given to investigations, which have 
been to us a labour of love. 



Preface ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... v. 

Masters and Servants of the Essex Hunt ... ... ... x. 

List of Subscribers ... ... ... . . ... ... xii. 

Ch.\pter I. 
The Essex Hunt Country... ... ... ... ... ... i 

Ch.^pter H. 

The " Invincibles '" and the "Talents" Hunt — Thomas 
William Coke — The Newmans of Nelmes — The Round- 
ings — Conyers's first period of Mastership ... ... 29 

Ch.\pter HI. 
Colonel John Cook ... ... ... ... ... ... 53 

Ch.\pter IV. 
Mr. Henry John Conyers, of Copt Hall ... ... ... 71 

Chapter V. 
Mr. Henley George Greaves, and his Huntsman John 

Tread well ... ... ... ... ... ... ... no 

Chapter VI. 
Rev. Joseph Arkwright and Mr. Loftus Wigram Arkwright 123 

Chapter VII. 
"Sir Henry" 166 

Chapter VIII. 
Mr. Charles Ernest Green ... ... 191 

Chapter IX. 
The Present IMasters and their Field ... 214 

Chapter X. 
Essex Hunt Races 232 

Chapter XI. 
The Essex Union ... ... ... ... ... ... ■•• 266 

Chapter XII. 

The East Essex and the Puckeridge ... ... 298 

Chapter Xlll. 
Stag-hunting in Essex .. ... ... 308 

Chapter XIV. 

Hare-hunting in Epping Forest ... ... ... ... •• 33^ 

Appendix 341 


The Countess of Warwick ... 

Arkwright, Loftus J. W to face 

Arkwright, Loftus Wigram ... 

Arkwright, Rev. Joseph 

Bailey, James 

Bowlby, E. S. ... 

Bowlby, Mrs. E. S 

Carnegy, Captain 

Conyers, Henry John 

Dobson, Stephen 

Down Hall 

Essex Hunt, The — 

I. The Meeting at Matching Green 
n. Drawing the Covert of Man Wood 

III. Fox crossing from Leading Roothing... 

IV. The Death 

Fairbrother, Richard ... 
Fane, Rev. Frederick 

Foster, Hervey 

Greaves, Henley George 

Green, C. E. 

Hart, George ... ... 

Houblon, John Archer 

Lord's Wood 

Map of Essex Hunt Country 

Mark Hall 

Quare Cup, The 
Rookwood, Lord 

Sun and W'halebone, The 

Treadwell, John ... 


Vigne, Henry 

Waters, Mrs. ... 



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1805-1808. — Henr)' John Conyers. 

1808-1813. — John Cook. 

1813-1818.— Lord Maynard and John Archer Houblon. 

Manager, Henry John Conyers. 
1818-1853. — Henry Jolin Conyers. 
1853-1857. — Henley George Greaves. 
1 857- 1 864. — Joseph Arkwright. 
1864-1879. — Loftus Wigram Arkwright. 

fLoftus Wigram Arkwright. 
1879-1880. — i Sir Henry John Selwin Ibbetson, Bart. 

(j. W. Perry Wathngton. 
1880-1886. — Sir Henry John Selwin Ibbetson, Bart. 
i885-i888. — Loftus Wigram Arkwright. 

Acting Master, Charles Ernest Green. 
1888-1889. — Loftus Wigram Arkwright. 

Field-Master, Loftus Joseph William Arkwright. 
1889-1893. — Charles Ernest Green. 

I Edward Salvin Bowlby. 
' 1 Loftus Joseph Wigram Arkwright. 

FROM 1857. 


1857-1859. — Charles Barwick ; came from the Atherstone ; went to the 

1859-1867. — Thomas Wilson ; promoted from first whip ; afterwards 

with the Quorn. 
1867-1879. — Stephen Dobson ; came from the Rufford. 
1879- . — James Bailey; came from the Duke of Buccleuch. 

List of Hunt Servants. xi. 

First Whips. 
1857-1858.— Charles Shepherd ; went to the Essex Union as huntsman. 
1858-1859.— Thomas Wilson ; came from Lord Henry Bentinck ; 

promoted to be huntsman. 
1859-1867.— James Dent; came from Lord Henry Bentinck; went to 

the Roman Hounds as huntsman. 
1867-1869.— Richard Christian ; came from Hon. George FitzWilliam ; 

went to Mr. Tailby. 
1869- 1 870. — William Morgan. 

1870-1872.— Edward Cole; went to the Petworth. 
1872-1875.— Robert Allen ; went to Mr. Gosling as huntsman. 
1875-1879.— Richard Yeo ; went to the Essex Union. 
1879-1883.— Frederick Firr ; promoted from second whip, afterwards 

with Colonel Anstruther Thomson. 
1883-1884.— Edward Brooker ; came from the Essex and Suffolk ; went 

to the Hertfordshire. 
1884-1886.— Charles Wesley ; came from the York and Ainsty ; went 

to the East Essex as huntsman. 
i'886-i892.— James Cockayne ; came from Lord Galway ; went to the 

Old Surrey as huntsman. 
1892- .—John Turner; promoted from second whip. 

Second Whips, 

1857-1862.— Edward Mills. 

1862-1868.— Robert Hepworth. 

1868-1874.— Robert Masterman ; went to the Oakley. 

1874-1879.— Frederick Firr; promoted to be first whip. 

1879-1882.— Charles Littleworth ; came from Lord Portman. 

1882- 1 886.— John Turner ; came from the Lanark and Renfrewshire ; 

went to the Blackmore Vale. 
1886- 1887.— Charles Champion. 

1887-1892.— John Turner; returned from the Blackmore Vale; pro- 
moted to be first whip. 
1892-1893.— William Maiden ; went to the Duke of Buccleuch. 
i8g2- .—Henry Easterby ; came from the Tynedale. 




Alexander, G., Warley Lodge, Brentwood. 
Arkwright, Loftus, M.F.H., Parndon Hall, Harlow. 
Arkwright, W. L. T., Thoby Priory, Brentwood. 

Baddeley, W. H., Cedar Lawn, Knotts Green, Leyton. 

Bailey, James, M.P., Shortgrove, Newport, Essex. 

Ball, Edward A., Egg Hall, Epping. (Five copies.) 

Ball, J. Henry, The Red Lodge, Woking. 

Ball, Mrs. W. A., Raby Vale, Thornton Hough, Chester. 

Barclay, E. E., Roydon Lodge, Roydon. (Two copies.) 

Barker, John, The Grange, Bishop Stortford. 

Bethell, Wm., Derwent Bank, Malton. 

Bevan, R. Y., St. Stephen's Club, Westminster. (Five copies.) 

Blyth, Sir James, Bart., Blythwood, Stansted. 

Blyth, Arthur, 15, Cornwall Terrace, Regent's Park, N.W. 

Blyth, H. A., Stansted House, Stansted. 

Blyth, H. W., Blythwood, Stansted. 

Bowlby, E. S., M.F.H., Gilston Park, Harlow. 

Buckmaster, W. S., Stansted House, Stansted. 

Bury, C. J., St. Leonard's, Nazing. 

Buxton, G., Birch Hall, Theydon Bois. 

Buxton, H. E., Fritton, Great Yarmouth. 

Caldecott, E., Junior Carlton Club, Pall Mall, S.W. 

Calverley, J. Selwin, Down Hall, Harlow. 

Candlish, J. J., Shotton Hall, near Castle Eden, Co. Durham. 

Carter, Major A. H., R.A., Tilbury Fort. 

Charrington, Spencer, M.P., Hunsdon House, Ware, Herts. (Two 

Christie, C. H. F., Ongar. 
Collin, C. Chaffey, Harlow. 
Colvin, R. B., Monkhams, Waltham Abbey. 
Cowee, Thos., Chipping Ongar. 

List of Subscribers. xiii. 

Crewdson, T., NorcHflfe Hall, Handforth, Manchester. 
Crewdson, a., Alderley Edge, Cheshire. 

Crocker, Weston, The Grange, Hatfield Broad Oak, near Harlow. 
Cure, The Rev. L. Capel, Abbess Roding Rectory, Ongar. 

Dalton, William, Hutton Burses, Brentwood, Essex. 

Debenham, H. B., 41, Ashley Gardens, S.W. 

Dent, W. R., Harlow. 

Docwra, John W., i, Gloucester Terrace, Regent's Park, N.W. 

(Two copies.) 
Durrant, Edmund, & Co., 90, High Street, Chelmsford. 

Edwards, A. J., Beech Hill Park, Waltham Abbey. 
Egerton-Green, Horace G., King's Ford, Colchester. 
Ethelston, Captain R. W., Hinton, Whitchurch, Salop. 
Evans, P. M., New Farm, Epping. 

Fowler, Howard, Fedsden, Roydon. 

Gilbey, Sir Walter, Bart., Elsenham Hall, Elsenham. 

GiLBEY, Alfred, Wooburn House, Wooburn Green, Berks. 

Gilbey, A. N., Cookham, Berks. 

Gilbev, Guy, Elsenham Hall, Elsenham. (Two copies.) 

Gilbey, H. W., 28, Seymour Street, W. 

Gilbey, Newman, Mark Hall, Harlow. 

Gilbey, W. Crosbie, The Lea, Denham, Uxbridge. 

Gilbey, Miss Emily, Elsenham Hall, Essex. 

Giles, Arthur B., 47, Albemarle Street, W. 

Goddard, T. F., 9, Great St. Helen's, E.C. 

Gold, Arthur, Fairfield, Birchanger, Bishop Stortford. 

Gold, Chas., Junior, Westfield House, Bishop Stortford. 

Gold, Gerald, The Limes, Birchanger, Bishop Stortford. 

Gold, Philip, The Limes, Birchanger, Bishop Stortford. 

GoRHAM, A., Devonshire Club, Devonshire Square, E.C. 

Gould, G. W., Chigwell Lodge, Chigwell. 

Gray, O. H., Ingatestone. 

Green, C. E., The Rectory, Loughton. (Six copies.) 

Green, Fredk., Hainault Lodge, Hainault, Chigwell Row. 

Grubb, R. T., Harlow. 

xiv. List of Subscribers. 

Harding-Newman, T., i, Threadneedle Street, E.G. 

Hart, G. E., Canes, near Harlow. 

Hart, F. G., Hartland Road, Epping. 

Helme, Edward T., Warley Side, Brentwood. (Two copies.) 

Hill, Reginald D., Holfield Grange, Coggeshall. 

Hine, D., 5, St. Andrew's Place, Regent's Park, N.W. 

Hornby, Col. J. F., Stock, Ingatestone. 

Howard, A. G., Holmbury, Woodford Green. 

Hull, T. R., Blackmore Priory, Ingatestone, Essex. 

Jackson," N., Sandon Lodge, near Chelmsford. 

Johnston, R. E., Terlings, Harlow. 

JoLY, Chas., 13, Place St. Martin, Caen, France. 

Jones, H. E., Marden Ash, Ongar, Essex. (Three copies.) 

Kemble, H. p.. Great Claydons, East Hanningfield. 
Kemble, Thos., Runwell Hall, Wickford. 
Kinglake, S., Little Hormead, Buntingford. 

Lee, H. W., Woodford Lodge, Woodford. 

Lee, p. S., Holmleigh, Woodford. 

LocKwooD, Lt.-Col. A. R. M., M.P., Bishop's Hall, Romford. 

LocKwooD, Robert, Dummer House, Basingstoke. 

LoYD, Fredk. E., Amwell Grove, Ware. 

Marsh, W. S. Chisenhale, Gaynes Park, Epping. 

Marshall, W. T., Hambleton Hall, Oakham. 

Melles, J. W., Sewardstone Lodge, Sewardstone, Chingford. 

Michell, Hy. B., Eastbury, Romford. 

Motion, Andrew R., Faulkbourn Hall, Witham. 

McIntosh, Mrs., Havering Park, Havering-atte-Bower. 

Neave, Mrs. Sheffield, Mill Green Park, Ingatestone. 
Newman, E. A,, 11 and 12, Great Tower Street, E.C. 
Newton, C. S., Catmore Cottage, Oakham. 
Nicholson, Wm., Woodford Green, Essex. 

Pelly, a. D., Buckhurst Hill. 
Pelly, Edmund, Newlands, Ware, Herts. 
Pelly, H. Cecil, Shortacres, Loughton. 
Pelly, John G., Epping. 

List of Subscribers. xv. 

Petre, Lord, Thorndon Hall, Brentwood. (Two copies.) 
PiGOTT, Capt. Welleslev, Pilgrim's House, Brentwood. 
Price, Howel, J. J., Greensted Hall, Ongar. 
PuLTENEY, Miss JuDiTH, Hargrave, Stansted. 

Qu.\RE, Ernest, Matching Green, Harlow. 

R.'MNXOCK, Mrs., Waltons, Ashdon, Saffron Walden. 

Reid, Mrs. Percy, Peering Bury, Kelvedon. 

Ridley, C. E., The Elms, Chelmsford. 

Roffey, W. T., Manor House, Writtle, Chelmsford. 

RooKwooD, Lord, Down Hall, Harlow. 

Routledge, L. a., 42, Chester Terrace, Regent's Park. 

Sands, John, Dagnam Priory, Noakhill, Romford. 
Savill, Harry, Clergy House, Epping. 
Sewell, Geo., Hartland Road, Epping. 
Sewell, Wm. H., Epping Place, Epping. 
SiMONDS, Tom, Forest Drive, West Leytonstone. 
Smith, Sir Charles C, Bart., Suttons, Romford. 
Smith, D. Cunliffe, Suttons, Romford. 
Smith, Wm., The Links, Bishop Stortford. 
Steele, A. R., Northbrooks, Harlow. 
Suart, Alfred, 23, Kensington Gore, S.W. 
Swire, J., 10, Kensington Court, W. 

Tabor, James, New Hall, Sutton, Rochford. 

Tilling, Richard S., North Lodge, Peckham Road, S.E. 

Tosetti, AL, Ashdene, Woodford Green. 

Townsend, Captain, Berwick Place, Hatfield Peverel, Witham. 

Tufnell, W. M., Hatfield Place, Witham. 

Usborne, Thos., M.P., Writtle, Chelmsford. 

Warwick, Countess of, Easton Lodge, Dunmow. (Six copies.) 
Waterhouse, J. C, Collar House, Prestbury, Cheshire. 
White, Tyndale, Stondon Place, Brentwood. (Two copies.) 
WiGRAM, John, South Collingham, Newark. 
Wood, Col. Geo. W., Nithsdale, Ingatestone. 

Yerbl'RGH, H. Beauchamp, Frampton, Epping. 




The Essex Hunt Country. 

Though the Hunt Country of which we are about to 
attempt a description extends to the eastern Hmits of Lon- 
don, the places of meeting are not all easy of access from 
the metropolis, as the country is but little intersected by 
railways. This points to a sad lack of prosperity, but it 
cannot be denied that it greatly increases the attractions of 
the country from a sporting point of view. 

The two main lines of the Great Eastern Railway 
Company, without penetrating far into these happy hunting 
grounds, run along their borders for a considerable dis- 
tance, and a rough general idea of the situation of the 
country may be given by reference to these lines. Any 
map of the Great Eastern Railway shows that the Com- 
pany has two main lines from London, the one running 



through Brentwood, Chelmsford and Colchester ; the other 
through Harlow, Bishop Stortford and Cambridge ; and 
that a branch line runs from Bishop Stortford by Dunmow 
to Witham, between Chelmsford and Colchester. These 
lines enclose a large tract of country, into which no railway 
has penetrated beyond the metropolitan suburbs, except 
the line from London through Loughton and Epping to 

Over a portion of the tract of country enclosed by the 
two main lines and the Dunmow branch, the Essex Hounds 
hunt on three days in the week. They devote one day in 
the week to the country north of Dunmow. 

Through the courtesy of the Great Eastern Railway 
officials, we are able to give the dates of the opening of 
the various lines with which we are concerned. This is a 
matter of interest in tracing the history of hunting in the 
county of Essex. 

The main lines from London to Chelmsford and to 
Cambridge have been working for about half a century, 
the former having been opened in 1843, ^he latter in 1845. 
The line from London to Loughton was opened in 1856, 
and was extended through Epping to Ongar in 1865. 
The Dunmow branch line was opened in 1869. 

The fox-hunting countries which bound the Essex 


are as follows : — The Essex Union on the south, the East 
Essex on the east, the Puckeridge on the west, and the 
Newmarket and Thurlow on the north. The lines of 
boundary, as agreed for many years past, are marked on 
an admirable hunting map issued by Mr. A. H. Swiss, of 
Fore Street, Devonport. The southern boundary, as shown 
on this map, follows the High Road (from which the rail- 
way is never far distant) from Ilford to Chelmsford, but 
we believe it is now agreed that, for the future, the line 
is to be the boundary between the two countries. From the 
county town the boundary runs northward, marching with 
the East Essex country, along the river Chelmer, to a point 
between Felstead and Dunmow. Continuingf to march 
with the East Essex we reach our northernmost point near 
Haverhill. Thence we bear company with the Newmarket 
and Thurlow across to near the village of Ashdon, where 
we meet the Puckeridge country and go with it just west 
of Radwinter and considerably west of Thaxted in an 
irregular line to the River Stort, just below Bishop .Stort- 
ford. Takeley Forest, east of Bishop Stortford, has for 
very many years been neutral ground with the Essex antl 
the Puckeridge, and the origin of this neutral covert is fully 
explained in a subsequent chapter. After joining the Stort, 
the boundary follows that river to Sawbridgeworth ; tlience 


it runs along the railway to Roydon, and on down the 
River Lea to the suburbs of London about Chingford. 

According to present arrangements, the boundaries of 
the Essex, East Essex and Essex Union countries, meet 
at Chelmsford, but we learn from Mr. Thomas Kemble, of 
Runwell Hall, that Moulsham Thrift Wood, a covert of 150 
acres, near Galley wood Racecourse in the Essex Union 
country, was regarded as a neutral covert every other month 
during the masterships of Mr. Conyers and Mr. Henley 
Greaves ; but the covert has not for many years past been 
drawn by the Essex hounds, and it has now disappeared, 
all but about twenty acres close to the town of Chelmsford. 

In Mr. Conyers's time the Essex Hunt country 
extended farther east than at present, and included 
the coverts of Panfield Hall, near Braintree ; Grand 
Courts, near P'elstead and Lion Hall, at Great Leighs. 
The great distance from Copt Hall to these coverts 
rendered it difficult for Mr. Conyers to hunt them. 
He consented that Mr. Charles Newman, the master 
of the East Essex, should hunt Panfield Hall, Lion 
Hall, and other coverts neutrally with the Essex, but 
a suggestion put forward by Mr. Richard Marriott in 1831, 
that Grand Courts and other coverts should be neutralised 
also, was emphatically declined by Mr. Conyers. Through 


the kindness of Mr. H. R. G. Marriott we have been 
favoured with a copy of the animated correspondence which 
passed on the subject between his father and the irascible 
squire of Copt Hall ; it will be found in the appendix 
to this book. Ultimately Mr. Conyers gave up drawing 
the neutral coverts, and they became, and now are, 
exclusively those of the East Essex. Mr. H. R. G. 
■Marriott remembers that Mr. Henley Greaves was very 
an.xious to lend his father the country between Dunmow 
and Shalford ; but the Hunt Committee would not permit 
it. l\Ir. Marriott remarks that, in his opinion, the Com- 
mittee were quite right; though, as the East Essex kennels 
were two miles only from Foxes Wood, and three from 
Bo.xted, a slice of the Esse.x country was greatly coveted. 

The Essex country is a large one, measuring nearly 
forty miles in length on the map, and it has usually been 
hunted from inconveniently placed kennels. In later 
chapters we describe how the hounds were at one time 
kept near Brentwood, and for many years at Copt Hall, 
near Epping. Afterwards they were established in a more 
central position near Ongar, but before long a change of 
management led to their removal, about forty years ago, to 
the present kennels at Harlow. The situation of Harlow 
is too near to the border of the country to make it quite a 


convenient site ; but it has the advantage of railway com- 
munication, through Stortford, with the north country. 

Amonsfst strangfers to Esse.x it is a common behef that 
the whole of the county is a dead level. As a matter of 
fact, however, all the Essex Hunt country is of a more or 
less undulating character, while some portions of it are 
positively hilly ; when the late Mr. W. H. Mackenzie 
ran the Rocket Coach from London to Colchester, 
nothing surprised his passengers more than the give-and- 
take nature of the road. 

The little River Rodin^, risingr not far from Easton 
Park, flows southward with many turns through the entire 
length of the country. Though a mean-looking stream, it 
gains the respect of the foxhunter by its unjumpable 
character (perhaps it has never been successfully challenged 
save by the late Mr. Sheffield Neave), and by its association 
with the Rodings, or Roothings — the most celebrated area 
of the Essex Hunt. 

The country does not, perhaps, give much opportunity 
for water-jumping. There are, however, several small 
streams whose rotten banks and soft beds have brousht 


grief to many incautious riders. Amongst these obstacles 
are the Easter and Roxwell brooks, which unite and 
fall into the Chelmer; the Pincey, or Down Hall brook, 


and the Canons brook, both tributaries of the Stort. 
The Cripsey brook flows by North Weald and Moreton 
to join the Roding near Ongar, and in the Epping country 
we find the Cobbins brook, a tributary of the Lea. 
Through the southern parts of the country the Dagenham 
and W^eald brooks flow on their way to the Thames. 

The country seats which have been most associated 
with the Essex Hounds are Copt Hall, Easton Lodge, 
Hallingbury Place, Mark Hall, and Down Hall ; also 
Bishop's Hall, Forest Hall, Skreens and Langleys. In 
these houses have resided many of the best preservers of 
foxes and supporters and followers of the hounds during 
the last hundred years. 

Copt Hall, near Epping, was the residence of Mr. 
Henry John Conyers, possibly the most famous Master of 
" The Essex." The estate was purchased by his great- 
grandfather early in the last century. At the time of the 
purchase the old hall (where James H. invited himself to 
dinner after stag-hunting in the Roothings) was falling 
into decay, and its stately gallery had been blown down. 
As the structure was past repair it was demolished and 
the present Hall was erected. The estate was held in 
succession by the purchaser's son and grandson, both 
named John, and on the death of the latter, in the year 
1 818, it passed to his son, Mr. Henry John Conyers, who 


kept hounds there until his death in 1853, when the con- 
nection of Copt Hall with the pack came to an end. 

Uurino; the lifetime of Mr. Conyers, sen., father of 
Mr. Henry John Conyers, the master of the Essex, Copt 
Hall was the subject of a burglary committed in the year 
1775. The coachman Chapman was in league with the 
robbers, of whom the chief was one Lambert Reading, and 
they were by him given all necessary information. The 
band travelled from London by hackney coach, effected the 
robbery, and, with their booty, hurried back to London 
with all speed. The sound of a hackney coach rattling 
through Stratford in the dead of night aroused the sus- 
picion of a certain wakeful magistrate, who had the fore- 
thought to take the number, and on hearing of the burglary 
at Copt Hall, communicated with Mr. Fielding, a neigh- 
bouring J. P. The information thus given led to the de- 
tection of the gang, their trial and subsequent execution 
at Chelmsford — Chapman and his wife suffering with them. 

Easton Lodge, near Dunmow, has a brilliant hunting 
record. The second Viscount Maynard, who died in 1824, 
when upwards of seventy years of age, was described by a 
Master of the Essex Hounds, the famous Colonel John 
Cook, as "a strict preserver of foxes, and one of the best 
of men." When Col. Cook was unable to keep on the 


hounds his Lordship joined with his neighbour, Mr. John 
Archer Houblon, in purchasing the pack, and his nephew, 
the third and last Viscount, kennelled Mr. Conyers's hounds 
at P^aston, when they hunted the north country, until the 
Squire's unbridled language e.xhausted his Lordship's 
patience. The third Viscount's eldest son, the Hon. 
Charles Henry Maynard, of the Blues (afterwards Colonel 
Maynard), was a first-rate athlete and horseman. In 1839, 
at the age of five-and-twenty, he was champion knight in 
the Eglinton Tournament, and his praises were sung by 
Mr. Earle,' the Moreton parson, in his description of a great 
day with the Essex stag-hounds : — 

Where's he of the Blues, 

Such a devil to bruise, 

His nerves must be doubtless uncommonly strong; 

The 3'oung lord of Easton, 

Whatever queer beast on, 

Ne'er stops at his fences, but scurries along. 

He's a quicksilver clown. 

Up as soon as he's down, 

With Ducrow in his antics he'd cope, Sir. 

He can change his smallclothes 

On his horse as he goes, 

And could shave if but " well off for soap. Sir." 

' This was prolwbly the same Mr. Earle who was one of the wits when the 
Royal Buckhouncls and .Mr. dc Burgh's Staghounds used to pay their annual 
visit to Aylesbury. 


Easton Lodge is now the property of Colonel Maynard's 
daughter, the Countess of Warwick. The Essex Hunt has 
good reason for pride in her Ladyship's constant attach- 
ment to the sport afforded by her native county. In the 
hunting held her popularity is as unbounded as elsewhere, 
and much satisfaction is felt that the Earl and Countess 
have not entirely left Easton Lodge, though necessarily 
they are often at Warwick Castle, where her Ladyship has 
most kindly been photographed for the frontispiece of this 

Hallingbury Place, near Bishop Stortford, is the seat 
of the Houblon family, which gave the Bank of England 
its first Governor, and from one of whose daughters Lord 
Palmerston was descended. Two members of the family, 
father and son, each named John Archer Houblon, lived 
here in succession from about the beginning of the present 
century until 1891. 

The father rendered important service to the Essex 
Hounds by uniting with Lord Maynard in the purchase of 
Colonel Cook's pack. He was also for a time Master of the 
Puckeridge. He died in 1831 and was succeeded by his 
son, who was a firm friend to foxhunting during his sixty 
years' tenure of the property. For many years during the 
latter part of his life he presided at the Annual Meetings of 


the Hunt, and died in 1891, universally respected, beloved 
and revered ; the property then passed to his nephew, 
Lieut.-Col. George Bramston Archer, who has taken the 
name of Archer-Houblon. 

Mark Hall, near Harlow, is rich in sporting associa- 
tions. In the latter part of the last century, it was the seat 
of Colonel Montague Burgoyne, upon whose invitation 
Mr. Thomas William Coke, afterwards Earl of Leicester 
(not to be confounded with Colonel John Cook already 
referred to) e.xtended his country into Essex. After the 
marriage of Colonel Burgoyne's two daughters, the property 
was put up to auction in the year 18 19 and purchased by 
Mr. Richard Arkwright for his son Joseph, who had, in the 
previous year, married a daughter of Sir Robert Wigram. 
Joseph was one of a family of eleven. Their grandfather, 
by the invention of the "spinning frame," and the erection 
of mills for its use, had founded the great cotton industry 
of Lancashire, and their father had carried on the family 
concerns with such success as to gain the reputation 
of being the " Richest Commoner in England." The Revd. 
Joseph Arkwright lived at Mark Hall until his death in 
1864, after seven seasons' mastership of the Essex 
Hounds. His son, the late Mr. Loftus Arkwright, 
who succeeded him in his estates and in the mastership, 


lived at Parndon Hall, Mark Hall being occupied by the 
ladies of the family. Details of the intimate connection 
of the Arkwright family with the P2ssex Hounds are given 
in later chapters ; while Mark Hall is at present let to 
Mr. Newman Gilbey — a tenant who well maintains the 
sporting associations of the house. 

Down Hall, between Harlow and Hatfield Broad Oak, 
has for more than a century been the seat of the .Selwin 
family. In former times foxhunting was not favoured 
here, but the present owner (now Lord Rookwood)' brought 
about a change in his father's views. No man is more 
devoted to foxhunting than Lord Rookwood, who, as Sir 
Henry Selwin Ibbetson, had a most successful seven years' 
mastership of the Essex. 

At Bishop's Hall, Lambourne, the preservation of 
foxes has for many years past been looked after by the late 
General Mark Wood, though he cared more for racing than 
for hunting, and by his son (he has resumed the old 
family name and is now known as Colonel Mark Lockwood) 
who enlivens the hunting field, as he does the House of 

' When it was known that a peerage had been offered to Sir Henry Selwin- 
Ibbetson, a story — ben trovato, if not vera — was current at the time with 
reference to the title he would take. A friend, after offering his congratulations, 
is reported to have said : " I suppose, Ibbetson, you will become Lord 
Harlow?" "What," replied Sir Henry, "and be called 'Clarissa' all my life! 
No, thank you." 




Commons, with his ready wit. The Colonel's younger 
brother, Mr. Robert Lockwood, was formerly Secretary 
of the Hunt, and he is warmly welcomed when he visits 
Essex from his present home in Hampshire. 

Within the Roothing district there is no large country 
house, but not far from its borders are Forest Hall, near 
Hio-h Onaar ; Skreens, near Roxwell ; and Langleys, at 
Great Waltham. One hundred years ago these were the 
seats of the Stane, Bramston, and Tufnell families, of whom 
the two former were connected by marriage. In Mr. 
Conyers's time Forest Hall belonged to the Rev. John 
Bram.ston, who assumed the additional surname of Stane. 
Though a good friend to foxhunting, he received his share 
of Mr. Conyers's criticisms. Once, on finding that his 
coverts had been drawn in his absence, Mr. Stane asked his 
servant, "And what did Mr. Conyers say of my coverts? " 
'• He said, sir," replied the man, " that they were not fit to 
hold a mouse." Such is the story, as nearly as it can be told 
here. In 1862 the estate was sold to its present owner, 
Mr. John Lightfoot Newall, who has considerably enlarged 
it by subsequent purchases. It now includes Witney 
Wood, Newark's Hall Wood, Paslow Hall Woods, an 
osier bed and the home plantations. Much gratitude is 
due to this gentleman from foxhunters, as through his care, 


the preservation of a large head of game for his own form 
of sport is not allowed to clear his coverts of foxes. 

The Skreens Estate, which includes the most im- 
portant coverts on the southern borders of the Roothing 
district, has remained the property of the Bramston family 
down to the present time. The house has been occupied 
successively by Mr. Thomas Henry Bramston, who died in 
1813 ; Mr. Thomas Gardiner Bramston (elder brother of 
Mr. John Bramston Stane), who died in 183 1 ; and Mr. 
Thomas William Bramston, who died in 1870. Each of 
these owners, in his time, took part in the representation 
of the county in Parliament, and joined in all matters of 
local interest, including foxhunting ; but, unfortunately, 
it is now many years since Skreens has been inhabited by 
its owner. 

Langleys has happily continued down to the present 
time to be the residence of the Tufnells, many of whom 
have taken as leading a position in riding to hounds as in 
graver pursuits ; Colonel William Nevill Tufnell is the 
present owner. 

We will next mention some of the principal coverts 
and other features of the Essex Hunt, taking first the 
southern part of the country ; next the neighbourhood 
of the kennels ; then the country north of Dunmow, and 


lastly the Roothings and their neighbourhood. These 
districts are respectively known as the Monday, Wednes- 
day, Friday, and Saturday countries, from the days of the 
week on which they are now usually hunted. 

The Monday country extends round Epping, and 
southwards from the road throuirh that town to Ongar and 
Chelmsford. Epping Forest, though it holds foxes, is 
hopeless for foxhounds, from the abundance of earths. 
Beyond Epping, a town long associated with foxhunting, 
we reach a better country. Hounds were kennelled in 
very early times in its neighbourhood, and seventy years 
ago it was described as " the grand depot where most 
of the gentlemen who live at a distance keep their 
hunters." \\'ithin no areat distance of the town we 
come to the extensive woods of Ongar Park, belonging 
chiefly to Major George Capel Cure ; Gaynes Park 
Wood, and Rough Tallies, the property of Mr. Chisenhale 
Marsh. These are the largest coverts of the Hunt, ex- 
cept the Blackmore High woods. These last are chiefly 
the property of Lord Petre, and they, with Thoby Wood, 
which is almost part of the High Woods, were neutral 
with the Essex Union when Lord Petre hunted that 
country in Mr. Conyers's time. In addition to these large 
woodlands, the Monday country is well provided with 


smaller coverts. Starting from the point to which suburban 
London has gradually advanced, we soon arrive at Clay- 
bury, near Woodford. Here now stands a huge lunatic 
asylum, but it is not many years since the shrubberies 
were successfully drawn for a fox, whilst further south 
hounds still occasionally run into the neighbourhood of 
Barking Side and Romford. 

Amongst coverts now drawn, those nearest to London 
include Lough ton Shaws, belonging to the Rev. J. W. 
Maitland ; the woods of Mr. Ernest J. Wythes, the present 
owner of Copt Hall ; Colonel Mark Lockwood's coverts 
round Bishop's Hall, Abridge ; and the coverts belonging 
to Mrs. Mcintosh and Mrs. Pemberton Barnes, at Havering. 
Excellent sport has been afforded from Mrs. Mcintosh's 
gorse-plantation, and a similar covert has been planted at 
Bishop's Hall by Colonel Lockwood. On the northern side 
of the Roding, near Gaynes Park, are the Hill Hall coverts 
of Sir William Bowyer Smijth, including Beachett Wood, 
Barbers and Shalesmore, and in the same neighbourhood 
are the coverts belonging to Sir Charles Cunliffe Smith, 
of Suttons. Returning to the southern side of the Roding, 
and turnine eastward to the district between Ongar and 
Brentwood, we find at Navestock the coverts of Lord 
Carlingford. Curtis Mill Green is a considerable covert 


near the Roding, opposite Suttons. It is a curious fact 
that while the freehold of this covert belongs to Lord 
Carlinyford, the timber belonfjs to Sir Charles Cunliffe 
Smith. In the same district are the Dagnam coverts of 
Sir Thomas Neave ; the Kelvedon Hall coverts of Mr. 
Wright, and the Great Myless coverts of the Fane family, 
including the queerly named Menagerie Wood. 

Some parts of the Monday country have acquired an 
unenviable notoriety for their lack of foxes, but in other 
parts foxes are well preserved and most excellent sport is 
shown. The country is not an easy one to ride over. 
Many of the fields are enclosed by high banks, often rotten, 
and there are many cavernous ditches, particularly in the 
neighbourhood of Curtis Mill Green. There is but little 
wire fencinof in the district, though it has its share of 
pasture land. 

We next take the W^ednesday country, again begin- 
ning on the London side, and proceeding towards the east 
and north. 

Between Waltham Abbey and Epping Forest are the 
Warlies coverts of Sir Thomas Fowell Buxton, of which 
Scatter Bushes is the most important ; also Obelisk Wood, 
rented by Sir Fowell from the representatives of the late 
Captain Tanzia Savary, and the Beech flill Park coverts 


of Mr. A. J. Edwards; while Galley Hills, and other 
coverts belonging to Mr. Beale Colvin, who has been master 
of the East Essex and and Suffolk Hounds, are 
in the same neighbourhood. Further north lie Tatde 
Bushes and Roydon Park. The last was an important 
covert in olden days, till about the time of the Crimean 
War, when the greater part of it was grubbed up. 

As we approach Harlow from Epping, after leaving 
the Lower Forest, we have on our right Weald Coppice, 
the property of the Ecclesiastical Commissioners, and 
Canes Wood, a covert of less importance than formerly. 

We now come to the property of Mr. Loftus Ark- 
wright, whose coverts include Harlow Park, Latton Park, 
Ware Hatches, Vicarage Wood, Mark Hall Wood, Gravel 
Pit "Wood, and Barnsleys. In the same neighbourhood, 
St. Thomas's Hospital owns Burnett Wood ; part of the 
Parndon Woods, including Hospital Wood, and part of 
Pinnacles. The remainder of the Parndon Woods is the 
property of Mr. Todhunter ; the remainder of Pinnacles, 
the Netteswell Plantation and Bays Grove, belong to Mr. 
Charles Phelips. 

Passing to the east of Harlow, we come to the Moor 
Hall coverts of Captain Ethelstan ; these include Matching 
Park and Heathen Wood. Looking further north-eastward 


we find the coverts belongintr to Down Hall, the seat of 
Lord Rookwood. He also owns Man Wood, which is 
always the covert first drawMi on the opening day when 
the hounds meet at Matching Green. 

To the north of Down Hall lies the country round 
Hatfield Heath and Hatfield Broad Oak, where the prin- 
cipal coverts are those of Lord Roden, now rented by 
Mr. T. J. Mann of Hyde Hall, Mr. Alan Lowndes at Bar- 
rington Hall ; and the neutral country of Takeley Forest, 
belonofine to Colonel Archer Houblon. Between Man 
Wood and Hatfield Broad Oak lies the famous covert Row 
Wood, which is second to none in the annals of the Hunt. 

This brings us to the northern limits of the W'ednes- 
day country. Returning to the kennels and looking south- 
east towards Ong-ar, we face a district known as " The 
Lavers," containing many good coverts, including Brick- 
kilns (not far from Man Wood), Envilles, Norwood and 
Belgium Springs. Between the Lavers and Ongar the 
principal coverts are those of Major George Capel Cure, of 
Blake Hall, whose estate includes Bobbingworth Hall 
Wood and Dooly Wood, as well as Ongar Park Wood in 
the Monday country. 

The land in the Wednesday country is chiefly arable, 
except in the Nazing district, where there is a good deal of 


pasture, unfortunately accompanied by wire fencing. The 
sport afforded varies greatly, but as a rule much good-will 
towards hunting is shown in this district. 

The Friday country, to which the hounds and horses 
are taken by train, contains some excellent coverts, includ- 
ing Dunmow High Woods, Hoglands, Avesey, The Lays, 
The Maze, Great and Little Bendysh — all belonging to Lady 
Warwick — Lubberhedges (purchased by the late Mr. Loftus 
Arkwright about 1870, and now the property of his son), 
The Stick Covert at Thaxted, established by Mr. C. E. 
Green ; Bigods, Ridley's Springs, Horeham Hall, West 
Wood, Hempstead Wood, belonging to Mr. Almack, of 
Long Melford ; Foxes' Wood and Thaxted Lodge Planta- 
tion, belonging to Guy's Hospital ; Whitehouse Springs, 
belonging to the Earl of Essex ; the Ash Plant, the 
Porters Hall Coverts and Spains, the last being neutral 
with the East Essex. 

This fine, wild country is well worth the railway 
journey. Its central point is Thaxted, distinguished by the 
finest church in Essex. The coming of the hounds breaks 
the monotony of life in these remote districts, and the 
welcome they receive drew from a former servant of the 
Hunt the exclamation : " Eh, but it's a Christian country, 
the oother side o' Dunmow. You may go where you like. 


you may have what you like, and you may say what you 
Hke ! " 

The arrangements for hunting this distant part of the 
country have varied at different periods. Colonel Cook 
used to establish himself with his hounds at Dunmow three 
or four times each season for a week or ten days at a time. 
Mr. Conyers hunted the country from Copt Hall without 
keeping' his hounds out for more than one night at most, 
but this involved very severe road work. Mr. Henley 
Greaves carried his hounds in a van, and the same method 
was adopted by Mr. Joseph Arkwright and his son until 
the opening of the railway. Since then the horses and 
hounds have been carried by train between Harlow and 
Dunmow or Saffron Walden. 

We now come to the Saturday country, extending 
eastwards from the Wednesday country to the boundary of 
the East Essex. This includes the district intersected by 
the river Roding in its course from the Friday country 
to Ongar, and known as "The Rodings " or "The 

The Hatfield and Laver districts, hunted on Wednes- 
days, form the western boundary of the Roothings. On 
their northern side are the Canfields ; on the south the 
Willingales, Forest Hall and Skreens ; and on the east the 


Easters and the districts of Roxwell, the Chignalls and 
Pleshey, all included in the Saturday country. 

The Roothings stand second only to the Holderness in 
Yorkshire, amongst the plough countries of England. The 
district extends over about 12,000 acres, distributed amongst 
the eight parishes of High Roding, Aythorpe Roding, White 
Roding (with the hamlet of Morell Roding), Leaden 
Roding, Margaret Roding, Abbess Roding, Beauchamp 
Rodincr, and Berners Rodin^. 

In their centre, at Leaden Roding, stands the King 
William Inn, the half-way house on the road from Ongar to 
Dunmow. Near here is Leaden Wood, the most important 
covert of the district, purchased from Lord Dacre by the 
late Mr. Loftus Arkwright, and now the property of his son. 
North of Leaden Wood lies Lords Wood, and at a greater 
distance we come to Dobbs Wood, the property of Mr. 
F. J. Matthews ; High Roding Bury, and High Roding 
Springs. Not very far from these, on the borders of the 
district, lie Poplars and Broomshawbury. To the south of 
the district are Margaret Roding Wood, Berners Wood, 
and Skreens Wood, the two latter belonging to the 
Bramston family. 

Arthur Young in his "General Survey of the Agricul- 
ture of the County of Essex," published in 1807, describes 


the soil of the RoothinQS, Easters and Lavers, and of much 
of the country north of Dunmow, as " a strong, wet, heavy, 
reddish or brown loam upon a whitish clay marl bottom ; 
poaching with rain ; adhesive ; yields very little without 
hollow draining, and good crops not without manure and 
careful management." He describes the poorest land in 
the district as a thin wet loam of a rather lig;ht brown colour 
locally known as red land. 

No one who has ridden over the Roothings in wet 
weather will dispute the description of the land as " heavy." 
Ordinary wet weather makes the ploughs very deep ; but 
after a long continued downpour they appear to become 
firmer, though there is plenty of surface water and mud. 
Little can be grown in this district but vvheat, and this 
crop often fails to meet the cost of cultivation and transport 
to distant railway stations along the ill-kept roads. The 
greater prosperity and population of these parishes in 
former days is shown by the size of the ancient churches, 
whose massive towers dignify the landscape. Many of 
these Roothing churches are of sufficient size to contain 
the whole present population of their respective parishes. 
Provision for their maintenance is a matter of great diffi- 
culty, on which account the assistance of hunting men is 
from time to time invited. The fields, usually of great size, 


are divided by dry ditches, wide and deep, so deep, indeed, 
that should a horse sHp to the bottom, his rider, though 
retaining his seat, is sometimes invisible from a short 
distance, and a horse from the plough is needed to ex- 
tricate the engulfed hunter. 

Seventy years ago, when the country was better worth 
the farmer's care, these ditches were described by Colonel 
John Cook as " rather wide but not blind." In the present 
day they are often sufficiently overgrown to bring disaster 
to horses and riders, who would sail away in safety across 
a country intersected with upstanding fences. In one re- 
spect, however, the country has become easier to ride 
over. In former times it was customary to cut a small 
trench, parallel to the big ditch and about a yard from 
it, for the purpose of cutting the roots of the under- 
growth, and preventing them from spreading into the 
fields. It is now more than thirty years since these " root 
ditches " were in general use, but traces of them may 
still be found in the district. Mr. C. E. Ridley, of 
Chelmsford, states he cannot discover that any of these 
" root ditches " have been cut within the last eighty years. 
It is easy to understand the statement of the late General 
Mark Wood that the necessity of negotiating "root 
ditches " in addition to the main ditch made the country 


"double trappy." Often there was little time for delibera- 
tion, as the fields were surrounded by strips of fallow 
covered with rank herbage which aided hounds in picking 
up the scent and they would fiy over a field, if at a loss, 
certain of the help they would get on the other side. 
Strips of fallow of this kind are still to be seen near 
Pleshey, but they have almost entirely disappeared in the 
Roothings. Lord Rookwood considers their disappear- 
ance the most important change, from a hunting point 
of view, which the country has undergone within his 
recollection. Another noticeable change is due to the 
steam plough, introduced into the Pleshey country more 
than thirty years ago by those energetic farmers, the 
Messrs. Christie, and now largely used in the Roothings 
also. Where this mode of cultivation is adopted, the 
going is deeper than ever. Colonel Cook .says that in his 
day scent in the Roothings was invariably good after 
Christmas. The masters and huntsmen of more recent 
times have not been so favoured. Scent is as variable here 
as elsewhere, and in defiance of tradition, a cutting east 
wind is often more favourable to sport than "a southerly 
wind and a cloudy sky." 

The foxes of the Roothings have long enjoyed a high 
reputation. Formerly there were no earths in the district. 


and even now it is said that in some of the big woods a 
vixen will litter down in the stump of a tree, though they 
seem to prefer an earth in a bank if possible. The 
fact that the foxes were bred above ground was said 
to increase their stoutness. Colonel Cook says of them : 
" I believe there never was an instance of an old wild 
Roothing fox having been killed with a hunting scent ; 
if you do not go away close at him at the very best pace, 
he never will be caught, and if you come to a check 
with a hunting scent, it is twenty to one he beats you. 
One thing ought always to be attended to, which is, when 
your fox is gone, to be as quick in getting your hounds 
after him as possible." 

The Saturday country includes a large area outside the 
Roothing district. Directly north of the Roothings are the 
Canfields, where the chief coverts are Canfield Thrift and 
Canfield Hart, both of these coverts belonging to Sir 
Spencer Maryon Wilson. A prominent landmark of the 
district is Canfield Mount, the site of an ancient Castle, 
where many a fox has taken refuge from hounds. East of 
the Mount, on the far side of High Roding Street, and 
usually drawn from that fixture, is the extensive covert of 
Garnetts, the property of Sir Brydges Henniker. South- 
eastward from Garnetts we come to the site of the once 
famous covert of " Old Park," which Colonel John Cook 


considered to be the best in the country. The greater part 
of this covert was stulibcd up in the time of the Rev. 
Joseph Arkwright, l^ut good runs were obtained from what 
was left of it for several years after his death. 

Old Park stood midway between Garnetts and Pleshey, 
where hounds meet beside ancient earthworks of vast 
extent, which mark the site of the Casde of the High 
Constables of England. At Pleshey hunting (probably 
stag-hunting) was a pastime five centures ago, when the 
Casde was inhabited by the Duke of Gloucester, son of King 
Edward the Third. F"roissart tells how the Duke's 
nephew. King Richard the Second, " in maner as goyng 
a huntyng rode from Havering of Bour a xx myle from 
London in Essex, and within xx myle of Plasshey, where 
the duke of Gloucestre helde his house. After dyner, the 
Kynge departed from Haveryng with a small company, 
and came to Plasshey about v a clocke." On arriving at 
the Castle, the Kinaf invited his uncle to London, but the 
invitation, like the preparations for hunting, was part of a 
treacherous plot, which ended in the capture and murder of 
the Duke. 

In "King Richard the Second" Shakespeare intro- 
duces the Duke's widow, who sends an invitation to her 
brother to visit her at " Plashy." This historic estate has 
been held for more than a century by the Tufnell family. 


The country between Pleshey and Chelmsford is well 
supplied with fox-coverts, and the interests of the hunt are 
well cared for by the Messrs. Christie and Marriage. 

In the parish of Great Waltham there are four im- 
portant coverts, known as Sparrowhawks, Israels, Fitz- 
Johns and The Bushetts, all belonging to Colonel Nevill 
Tufnell, of Langleys. To these, Mr. C. E. Ridley — one of 
a family long known in Essex as keen foxhunters — has 
added a new gorse at Hartford End, which he hopes to 
make the most certain find in the whole of the Hunt. 
The other principal coverts in the neighbourhood of 
Chelmsford are Bush Wood and Boynton Hall Wood, both 
the property of Lord Petre ; and College Wood, the pro- 
perty of Mr. Edward Rosling. 

The Friday and Saturday countries have shared 
largely in the agricultural depression of recent years, as 
appears from the able report of Mr. Hunter Pringle, 
published last year by the Royal Commission on Agri- 
culture. However, it is some consolation to find that the 
majority of the Scottish farmers who have come into the 
county in the last ten years, are holding their own, and 
there are fewer unoccupied farms than in 1886, whilst com- 
plaints against sportsmen are confined to certain shooting 
tenants, and no feeling is reported against foxhunting. 


Early Foxhunting in Essex — Sir William Rowley — 
Mr. Canning — The "Invincibles" — The "Talents" 
Hunt — Mr. John Archer — Mr. Thomas William 
Coke — Messrs. Harding and Charles Newman — 
Mr. Tufnell's Hounds — The Woodford Foxhounds 
— The Brothers Rounding— Mr. Conyers's First 
Period of Mastership. 

Essex is a good sporting county ; it is, and probably 
has been for a long period of time, religiously hunted from 
end to end ; but, unfortunately for its foxhunting history, 
no great family or historic pack has been kept withm 
its borders. Packs like the Belvoir and Cottesmore 
in the Midlands, Lord Yarborough's in Lincolnshire, and 
others which might be mentioned, have not only made 
history for themselves, but have been the cause of records 
being kept of sundry less notable establishments hunting in 


the surrounding neighbourhood. In Essex, however, the 
beginning of foxhunting must be sought for, not in the 
history of some famous family pack, but in the doings of a 
number of unpretentious establishments. Some of them 
were certainly maintained by different landowners, while 
others were kept by farmers ; and some, again, were doubt- 
less trencher fed. 

Roughly speaking, little or nothing is known of fox- 
hunting in Essex till about 1785 ; but, as a sport, it had then 
celebrated its centenary — and something more besides — and 
we may not suppose that during this period Essex had not 
known the music of horn and hound. An important pack 
of foxhounds in early times was that of Sir William 
Rowley, who hunted the Eastern part of our county, from 
outlying kennels at Witham, though his chief kennels (re- 
built in 1794) were at Tendring Hall, Suffolk. The illus- 
trated edition of Beckford's " Thoughts upon Hunting," 
published in 1796, contains a picturesque view of Sir W. 
Rowley's kennels, with a ground plan and detailed de- 
scription — the latter stating that the hunt had been estab- 
lished about seven years (it was founded in 1777), and that 
with regard to the excellence of the hounds, the regulation 
and management of the pack, which consisted of thirty-six 
couples (the original pack was, it is said, bought from the 


Duke of York), it was inferior to none of similar magni- 
tude in the United Kingdom. Lady Rowley, too, fre- 
quently enjoyed with her husband the sports of the field, 
and convinced the world that the most delicate habits of 
thinking- and acting were not incompatible with being 
charmed with the music of hounds, the delights of the 
chase, and the health -giving exercise of equestrian diver- 
sion. The sport shown by the pack was long remem- 
bered, and when a particularly good run took place near 
Elmstead, in 1814, it was described in the Sporting Maga- 
zine as "one of the best runs since the days of Sir 
William Rowley." 

A new kennel was built on a somewhat grand scale 
at Tendring Hall in 1794, and three years later the hounds 
were given up, the sale by auction taking place in 
December, 1797; but Sir William survived until 1832, 
when he died at the age of seventy-three. 

Among other packs hunting Essex towards the close 
of the last century, but of which little is known beyond 
their names, may be mentioned Mr. Canning's, which, after 
apparently hunting in a casual sort of manner for some 
years, at last took over the Witham Kennels, previously 
occupied by Sir William Rowley, and hunted a tract of 
country between the areas covered by that gentleman, 


Mr. Coke, and the Duke of Grafton. Mr. Canning, in 
fact, had slices of country lent or made over by each of the 
above masters. Then Mr. Tufnell's hounds, which enjoyed 
excellent sport during the first year of the century, are 
said never to have done so well in any former season. 
There were never fewer than fifty sportsmen out, and 
they were sufficiently popular to be invited by General 
Egerton to meet at Danbury, on which occasion they 
ran for more than three hours, and the fox and hounds 
were nearly five miles ahead of the field : so at least wrote 
the hunting correspondent of the period. A pack of 
what were probably harriers, and were certainly not 
Mr. Harding Newman's, used to hunt bag-foxes in the 
neighbourhood of Rochford, and we find records of the 
Woodford foxhounds prior to the time of the brothers 
Rounding, while mention is made of sundry other packs 
which amply fulfilled the object of showing sport, though 
failing to make their mark in the foxhunting history of 

' This Duke of Grafton hunted a portion of Suffolk, Tom Rose, his 
famous huntsman, going backwards and forwards from Suffolk to the Grafton 
country. The Duke's grandfather, who also had the Grafton country, kept 
another pack of hounds at Croydon, Surrey, prior to 1735. On hunting 
mornings he used to go from London, and was so often kept waiting by the 
ferryman at Westminster that he conceived the project of building a bridge 
over the Thames there. He eventually brought in a Bill to authorise it, and 
the bridge was built in 1748. 


the county of Essex. Chops and changes were numerous 
in the early days ; packs had no continued existence, and 
it was not till the dawning of the present century that 
foxhunting was established in Essex upon a permanent 

To come, however, to one or two packs about which 
something is known, we may first refer to a couple of 
primitive establishments whose hounds, if slow, were sure, 
and generally managed to walk their fox to death. The 
merits of these packs are vouched for on the trustworthy 
authority of Colonel John Cook. They were known as 
the " Invincibles " and "The Talents Hunt." The " In- 
vincibles," or Hempstead Hounds, were kept by some 
farmers, and numbered about sixteen couples, including — 

" Invincible Tom and invincible Tovvler, 
Invincible Jack and invincible Jowler," 

who seldom missed their fox. Colonel Cook vouches for the 
story that these hounds ran a fox from a covert of Lord 
Braybrooke's, near .Saffron Walden, to within four or five 
miles of Bury St. Edmunds -a distance of twenty-five miles 
at least. The Invincibles were no respecters of bound- 
aries, and they caused much annoyance to Colonel Cook 
by disturbing the cream of the Thurlow country when he 
hunted it early in the present century. l)Ut he tolerantly 


says that he could not be displeased with them, as the 
farmers who managed them were respectable people, fond 
of sport, and had as much right to hunt as he possessed. 
There was a similar clashing in Sussex, soon after the 
Duke of Richmond took over the Charlton Hunt. An old 
fellow named Land kept hounds on the outskirts of the 
Duke's country, and very often he used to trespass round it 
and disturb the coverts intended for the morrow's draw of 
the Duke's hounds. On one occasion he even ventured, 
after running a fox to ground, to dravij some of the coverts 
near Goodwood House ; and, on being remonstrated with, 
said to the Goodwood messenger : " Tell your master that I 
hunted the country before he was born, and shall continue 
to do so after he is dead and d — d." But he did not ! 

" The Talents Hunt " occupied the Dunmow country. 
They had a good huntsman, who rivalled the deeds of him 
of the Invincibles, though when became southwards, to the 
neighbourhood of Chelmsford, he found that a fox from 
Old Park (Colonel Cook's favourite covert) was not so easily 

Long before the end of the eighteenth century the 
neighbourhood of Epping was occasionally hunted by a 
pack of foxhounds of a different character from the scratch 
packs of the North country. The master was Mr. John 


Archer, of Coopersale House, a gentleman of landed pro- 
perty in Essex and Berkshire. Shortly after his death in 
1800, a description of his annual visits to his estates was 
published. If this record may be accepted as true, the 
passage of Mr. Archer bore more resemblance to the 
"progress" of King James I., the wanderings of the 
eccentric Colonel Thornton (of whom more in a later 
chapter), or the pompous pageantry of the ancient nobles 
of Spain when they went to take possession of a Vice- 
Royalty, than the arrival of a plain county gentleman. 
Not even Mr. John Jorrocks would have made such an 
entry. The following was the order of the cavalcade : — 
First, the coach and six horses, with two postilions, coach- 
man, and three outriders ; a post-chaise and four post-horses, 
phaeton and four followed by two grooms, a chaise marine 
with four horses carrying the numerous services of plate — 
this last was escorted by the under-butler, who had under 
his command three stout fellows ; they formed a part of the 
household, and all were armed with blunderbusses. Next 
followed the hunters with their cloths of scarlet trimmed 
with silver, and attended by the stud-groom and huntsman ; 
each horse had a fox's brush tied to the front of the bridle. 
The rear was brought up by the pack of hounds, the 
whipper-in, the hack-horses, and the inferior stablemen. 


In the coach went the upper servants, in the chariot the 
eccentric master's wife, Lady Mary Archer, n^e FitzwilHam, 
or, if she preferred a less confined view of the country, 
she accompanied Mr. Archer in the phaeton, he travehing 
in all weathers in that vehicle, wrapped up in a swan's-down 
lined coat. 

What extent of country Mr. Archer hunted ; when he 
first began to keep hounds, and where his hounds came from 
when they formed part of the Coopersale pageant, are 
matters concerning which nothing is known ; nor do we 
hear anything about the sport they showed in Essex. It is 
certainly a most extraordinary fact that a hunting establish- 
ment apparently so complete should lack an historian ; but 
inasmuch as, at any rate during the last forty years of the 
last century, Essex was pretty well hunted, we are tolerably 
safe in concluding that the reporter in question greatly 
magnified the operations of Mr. Archer's pack. That 
gentleman may have insisted upon drawing his own coverts, 
though they were in some other well defined hunt, but a 
migratory affair like this cannot be seriously regarded as one 
of England's hunting establishments, for we nowhere learn 
that Mr. Archer, like the Duke of Grafton, hunted two 
countries. Moreover, we are not told for what portion of 
the season Mr. Archer — yreat-orandfather of the late 


Mr. Archcr-Houblon — hunted in Esse.x. These Coopersale 
visits in all probability ceased not later than 1780, as after 
that date the house was deserted, and nobody was permitted 
to reside in it until, on Mr. Archer's death, it passed into 
other hands. 

No more than about five years after the cessation of 
Mr. Archer's visits, a great part of the county of Essex was 
hunted in exceedingly good style by a well established and 
well maintained pack of hounds. They belonged to a no 
less notable person than Mr. Thomas William Coke,' after- 
wards created Earl of Leicester. When scarcely twenty 
years of age, that is to say, in 1773, he returned from travel- 
ling abroad, went into Oxfordshire, and joined his brother- 
in-law, Lord Sherborne, in the management of the hounds 
kept by the latter at Bradwell Grove, now part of the 

' Mr. Coke was born on the 6th May, 1753, it is beHeved at Holkhani. 
The paternal name was formerly Roberts ; but his ancestors assumed the name 
of Coke upon inheriting large estates from Thomas Coke, Earl of Leicester, a 
descendant of the famous Sir Edward Coke. He first entered Parliament in 
1776, and was elected for the last time in 1826. He was twice married ; the 
first time to Jane Dalton, sister of Lord Sherborne (Lord Sherborne married 
Coke's sister) by whom he had three daughters, and curiously enough the 
husband of each of the daughters was well known in the world of sport. Jane 
Elizabeth married Charles Ncvinson, Lord Andover, who was killed by the 
accidental discharge of his gun ; Ann Margaret, the second daughter, married 
Thomas, Viscount .Xnson, who succeeded Sir Bellingham Graham as master of 
the Atherstone Hounds ; while the third daughter, Eliza, married the Hon. 
Spencer Stanhope, a noted amateur four-horse coachman. At the age of 68, 
Mr. Coke married a young wife who bore him five sons. 


Heythrop country. Almost immediately, however, Mr. 
Coke appears to have started a second pack there ; in 
1775, on marrying Lord Sherborne's sister, he became sole 
master, and in 1778 removed the whole of his hunting 
establishment to his seat at Holkham, Norfolk, whence he 
hunted a good part of that county and a considerable portion 
of Suffolk. 

For seven years Mr. Coke hunted his Norfolk and 
Suffolk country, and then in 1785 he extended his territory 
into Essex at the invitation of Colonel Montague Burgoyne 
of Mark Hall, whose Whig politics, though they did not com- 
mend him to the county, as instanced by his being twice 
defeated at the poll by Mr. Archer- Houblon, no doubt con- 
duced to his friendship with Mr. Coke, as he was a leading 
member of that party. Arrangements for hunting a country 
at the period of which we are speaking were often carried 
out on somewhat primitive lines ; but we must assume that, 
before sending the invitation to Mr. Coke to bring his 
hounds into Essex, Colonel Burgoyne had consulted the 
landowners and farmers of the district. 

Colonel Burgoyne only became possessed of the Mark 
Hall Estate (which he purchased of Mr. William Lushington) 
in 1785, the year of the invitation to Mr. Coke, but he must 
have lived in Essex before, or it would appear somewhat 


Strange that he, a new comer, should have taken such a 
leading part in getting the country hunted. The Colonel 
commanded the Loyal Essex Regiment of Fencible 
Cavalry, and history records that he was once tried by 
Court-martial on no fewer than seventeen counts, but he 
was acquitted at the last, as Yentrice, the prosecutor, was 
held to have " prevaricated." The Colonel, too, put up 
the Harlow Bush Rooms as drill rooms for levies made 
to meet an expected invasion by Bonaparte. He farmed his 
own land in Essex, and, like Mr. Coke, contributed to 
Arthur Young's Surveys of the Eastern Counties ; in 1 798 
he was appointed a Yerclerer of Epping Forest. 

This, then, was the gentleman who was instrumental 
in bringing Mr. Coke's hounds into Essex. The latter's 
principal kennel was, of course, at Holkham, but he had 
another at Castle Hedingham, and eventually it became 
necessary for him to have a third for his Essex country. 
Where this kennel was is not quite clear. " The Druid " and 
a writer in the Sporting Magazine assert that the hounds 
were kennelled at Epping ; but in a life of Jones, who, 
after whipping in to Catch, Mr. Coke's Oxfordshire hunts- 
man, obtained his promotion on the migration of the pack 
into Norfolk, the Essex Kennel is definitely stated to have 
been at Harlow Bush, though no trace of any such building 


can now be found there. It is not impossible that the 
hounds were at one time kept near Epping ; possibly in the 
kennels which had been used by Mr. John Archer. The 
locality of the kennels is indicated by ,the statement in 
"Scott and Sebright" (revised edition, p. 323) that "Mr. 
Coke's hounds hovered between Castle Hedingham, 
Holkham, and Epping," and in the Sporting Magazine 
(November, 1792, p. 102) it is said that " Mr. Coke's 
foxhounds are returned from Castle Hedingham to 
Holkham, where they remain the present month, after 
which they remove to Epping " ; but, as already mentioned, 
Harlow Bush is given as the kennel address in Jones's 

William Jones had been in Mr. Coke's service for 
many years. He was born at Shrivenham, Berks, and 
was the son of a huntsman, and to him huntino- and its 
concomitants were a second nature. Mr. Meynell used 
to say of him : " He is the best huntsman in England ; 
he is a chef d'osuvre," and Lord Maynard's opinion was : 
" Jones is a gentleman huntsman. 1 would sooner sit in 
his company than in the company of half the Melton 
Mowbray gentlemen." 

A writer in the Sporting Magazine, besides quoting 
these sayings, speaks of him as "my hero, in his elegant 


attitude with his superior and engaging address, his inherent 
love of the sport, his pride — his just pride — in the magnifi- 
cent pack, his own selection, the high discipline attained, 
the respectful manners and admirable conduct of his two 
whippers-in^ (formed by his own tuition) uniting with his 
own scientific skill and mode of hunting." 

The same writer gives a spirited description of a 
day's sport with Mr. Coke's hounds in Essex on a day in 
February, with a southerly wind and a cloudy sky. The 
meet was at Roydon Park, then a large covert. Jones and 
his men were in orthodox scarlet and caps, with corduroys 
and boot-tops of mahogany tint, " varmint-looking after all, 
clean, and appearing like business." Hounds found in- 
stantly, and settled to their fox with a good scent. For an 
hour and a-half they scarcely checked. " First to Deer 
Park, then to Wintry Wood ; they next turned to the left 
over Broadley Common, not touching the Forest, running- 
direct to Latton, and crossing the high road they went 
through Harlow Park," leaving Harlow just on the left, and 
kept on to Matching Park. Here "that splendid country 
burst upon the view, leading to Man Wood, which was left 

' The first whip was John Wilkinson, who afterwards became huntsman to 
Sir William Rowley ; the second was John Tyler, who took office as a game- 
keeper after Mr. Coke gave up his hounds. He soon became huntsman to Lord 
Craven and eventually it is believed to Lady Salisbury, in whose sei-vice he was 
at the time of his death. 


on the right, so the point was pretty straight up to Canfield 
Hart, where they ran into him, about eighteen miles distance 
over as strong a country as any in England." 

Up to Latton Park the field experienced strong fences 
upon high banks, deep ditches and very deep ground ; 
thence the character changed — "sound ground over large 
fields, wide ditches ; but taking off and landing to be de- 
pended on." The writer remarks that the '' yawners, as 
they are styled in Essex, become awful if you don't keep 
the wind in your horse, otherwise they are easily got over ; 
but in most runs over it a cart or plough horse have 
been found most important friends." 

The great run above-mentioned must have taken 
Mr. Coke beyond his own proper boundary, for whilst 
he hunted that wide country round Holkham and Castle 
Hedingham, to Harlow and Epping, other hounds were 
hunting the Roothings, or, at any rate, a country which 
included them. The elucidation of this part of the 
hunting history of Essex is by no means easy. An 
apparent complication is brought about by the fact that 
there were in early times two Newmans, not related, 
hunting in Essex, and both their countries seem to have 
reached to about Chelmsford ; but the explanation is that 
Mr. Charles Newman, who lived at Scripps, Coggeshall, 


was not contemporaneous with Mr. Harding Newman, of 
Nelmes, near Romford, who had kennels at Broomfield, 
near Chelmsford, and at Navestock. 

We will deal in this chapter with Mr. Harding 
Newman, because he was hunting towards the end 
of the last century ; though in what year the pack was 
established we do not know ; but there is some slight 
evidence that it was in existence prior to the year 1790. 
However that may be, it is clear that in 1793 Mr. Harding 
Newman's hounds had a grand day from Broomfield Hall 
Wood, near Chelmsford, as they ran a fox from there for 
six-and-twenty miles without a check, and rolled him over 
just as he was attempting to find shelter in Lord May- 
nard's garden, near Dunmow. While carrying the line 
of their fox through Lord Maynard's Park, many deer and 
hares were met with, yet so free were the hounds 
from riot, that a writer in the old Sporting Magazine 
felt bound to testify that the hounds hunted "with a 
steadiness not customary to some crack packs, which 
sometimes hunted the country." This covert allusion, 
this disparaging remark, may be supposed to refer to the 
hounds of Sir William Rowley, of Tendring Hall, Suffolk, 
between whom and Mr. Newman, there was a dispute 
concernincj the rit^ht to draw certain coverts in the eastern 


and northern portions of the country. The Duke of Grafton's 
pack may also have been alluded to, for some east country 
critics appear to have found fault with the establishment. 

Mr. Harding Newman's huntsman — the first he had so 
far as we know — was Richard Fairbrother, who was born in 
Essex in the year 1734. He was always fond of hunting; 
and, after filling various situations, the nature of which we 
are not told, he took service with Mr. William Russell, of 
Slubbers, near Romford, "the fame of whose foxhounds," an 
old historian tells us, " everyone must recollect," yet we may 
search in vain for any notice of this, at one time, famous 
kennel, nor can we learn anything of Mr. North Surridge, or 
Mr. or Capt. Saich, who were likewise masters of hounds. 

Richard Fairbrother, however, after leaving Mr. 
Russell, took service under Mr. Harding Newman, and 
in 1794 he received the singular honour of having his 
portrait in the pages of the Sporting Magazine {yoX. iii., p. 
60) : he is represented mounted on his favourite horse. 
Jolly Roger, who had carried him through some of his 
best and longest runs. In the short notice accompanying 
the portrait, Fairbrother is spoken of in terms of com- 
mendation ; and Mr. Newman's hounds are referred to as 
being regarded as the equal of any in England. 

Richard r'airbrother, however, like many another good 


fellow, was not as voiiit'' as he once was ; he had a larsfe 
family, and so he gave up the arduous duties of hunting a 
pack of foxhounds for the easier task of hunting the hare ; 

Richard Fairbrother. 

though whose hounds he hunted we are not told. He died 
on .September 8th, 179S, at the age of si.\ty-four, and was 
buried at Chi<>'well. 


We have referred to the giving of Fairbrother's portrait 
in the Sporting Magazine as a singular honour. This is 
confirmed by the illustrated edition of " Beckford on Hunt- 
ing" (1796), in which Richard Fairbrother is the only 
huntsman whose likeness appeared. As he died in 1798, 
hunted harriers before his death, and had a short notice of 
his career printed in 1 794, it is clear that he must have left 
the service of Mr. Newman before that date ; and unless he 
had been for some time with that good sportsman he would 
not have been deemed worthy of a place in the magazine ; 
and this tends to suggest that the Newman family may 
have kejat hounds longer than we suppose. 

By 1795 the hounds were spoken of as the "Essex 
Subscription Foxhounds under the firm of Harding New- 
man and Co." ; and at this date it was that the Broomfield 
kennel, near Chelmsford, was given up, as also was the 
sporting partnership which before existed, whatever that 
may have been. Prior to that, however, that is to 
say, in 1794, one of the hounds was bitten by a mad 
dog ; rabies took possession of the kennel, and the pack 
was destroyed. Thanks, however, to the freemasonry 
which, in almost every instance, has obtained among 
hunting men, a fresh pack was got together ; and 
Mr. Harding Newman, either single-handed, or with 


" confederates," as colleagues were termed in those days, 
continued to show a succession of good sport. As 
we proceed, however, in trying to unravel the uncertainties 
of Essex hunting, we are occasionally met by complications. 
In 1797, for example, we find it said that the hounds 
passed from Mr. Harding Newman to Mr. Denn, or 
Denne, of Tempsford. Now Mr. Denne, or whatever his 
name was, succeeded General Barnett as master of the 
Cambridgeshire ; and the General, a fine sportsman who 
had previously hunted the hare, turned his harriers into 
foxhounds about the year 1787, having his brother as a 
partner in the undertaking. The exact year in which 
General Barnett resigned in favour of Mr. Denne is not 
known ; but he was supposed to have hunted the 
Cambridgeshire country for about nine years, so that the 
year 1797 would quite fit in. 

The explanation may be that Mr. Denne, knowing of 
the fame of Mr. Newman's hounds, managed to secure 
some of the pack ; but, whatever the facts of the case may 
be, it is clear that Mr. Newman did not give up entirely in 
1797, because in 1805 he sold his hounds to Mr. Conyers, 
junr., when he started on his first period of mastership, and 
then we hear no more of the Newmans of Nelmes for some 


Later in the last, or quite early in the present, century, 
Mr. Charles Newman — no relation whatever to the other 
family of which we have already spoken — is found hunting 
the East Essex country, but of him we shall speak in a 
subsequent chapter. 

A passing allusion should here be made to a pack of 
foxhounds established in the year 1792 by two brothers, 
Tom and Dick Rounding. These jolly fellows, who had 
learned their hunting with Mr. Coke and Mr. Newman, 
kept the " Horse and Groom " Inn, at Woodford, where a 
field known as the " Dog Kennel Field " is pointed out as 
the site of their kennels. Pierce Egan's " Book of Sports " 
states that the Roundings hunted a great portion of Essex, 
including a circumference of upwards of one hundred 
miles,^ having runs equal to those of any pack of hounds 
that ever hunted the country. " As the foxes in Essex are 
so vermin bred," Dick used to say to Tom, " there will be 
no end to such a fox." " But we'll try, Dick," replied Tom, 
"and so let us be off, and see which has the best bit of 
blood." In the true huntsman's style, it was a fine treat 
to hear Tom Rounding in the field calling out, " Hark, 
forward ! Look at Tyrant, Gladsome and Governess. See 

' In 1792, it must be remembered, Mr. Coke, Mr. Harding Newman, and 
several other packs were hunting in Essex. 


here they go ! what a head they make altogether ! get 
forward, my boys ! they are laying at huii, as bitter as soot. 
Now — now for the brush ! " 

A celebrated foxhunter in Essex was accustomed to 
say : " I compare Dick and his grey horse to the moon ; 
the longer and faster I ride, no nearer can I get to them." 

The two Roundings did not possess an acre of land 
in the county ; and no hounds hunted a country more 
pleasantly than they did. The landowners and farmers of 
Essex were such lovers of foxhunting, and the excellent 
sport which a chase afforded them, that not a murmur 
escaped their lips.^ Indeed, the contrary was the fact, as 
it was the general expression of these gentlemen to Tom 
and Dick Rounding, " Why do you pass our houses in 
returning home ? You know we have at all times ale and 
bread and cheese for you and the held, with a hearty 

Pierce Egan states that the Roundings kept their 
foxhounds imtil Dick died of a fever, when his brother 
abandoned hunting entirely for some years. That authority 

' This was similar to the experience of Colonel John Cook and (in our own 
day) of Mr. C. E. Green, while it was in curious contrast to the attitude assumed 
by some of the Essex landowners and farmers during the mastership of Mr. 
Henley Greaves, when one of the objections to him was that he owned no land 
in the county. 


gives 1813 as the date of Dick's death, but the hounds were 
probably given up at an eariier time, for the Sporting 
Magazine of April of that year mentions the presence of 
Tom Rounding at the " Epping Hunt," and describes him 
as " the gallant leader of the once famous Essex Fox- 
hounds." Tom afterwards kept staghounds, and lived to 
a good old age. Under his management the " Horse and 
Groom " became a Sunday resort of the sporting and 
dramatic world. George Cruikshank was a frequent 
visitor, and so was Tom Hood when he lived at Wan- 
stead, and he described old Rounding in his poem, "The 
Epping Hunt": — 

"A snow-white head, a merry eye, 
A cheek of jolly blush ; 
A claret tint laid on by health 
With Master Reynard's brush. 

"A hearty frame, a courteous bow. 
The prince he learn'd it from. 
His age about three score and ten. 
And there you have Old Tom." 

We now return to the "Essex Hounds," and young Mr. 
Conyers, who took the pack in 1805. The new master, 
who was born in February, 1782, had been entered to 
foxhunting in the company of Mr. Smith (father of a 
famous son), and other young sportsmen who were easily 


primed for a frolic. " The Druid " tells how, after indulo-in£r 
rather freely in claret-cup at luncheon, they all followed 
Conyers into a deep morass, which is called " Conyers's 
Bog " to this day. 

In his first attempt to hunt the Essex County the 
young master had the assistance of the famous huntsman 
Ben Jennings. In 1S07, Jennings left Mr. Conyers's ser- 
vice tor that of an e\"en yoimger master, Mr. Farquharson 
of Dorsetshire, whose pack he hunted for thirty seasons, in 
a manner that caused a New Forest sportsman to say that 
if it had pleased Providence to make a fo.x of him originally, 
he would have picked any other man in England to be 
hunted by. 

We have not found any record of Mr. Conyers's sport 
durincT his first season, but his second was a ofood one, if 
his February rim fr(5m a small spring near Roydon 
Town to beyond Knightlands is a fair sample of the sport 
shown. The expense of keeping up the hounds, how- 
ever, soon emptied the pockets of the young guardsman. 
His own statement was that he "sold his commission to 
buy dog biscuit," but the money thus raised only lasted 
till the end of his third season, when he resigned the 
country, and sold the hounds. 

Such are the available odds and ends of information 


relative to early foxhunting in Essex. On looking over 
the collection, culled from a variety of sources, the question 
suggests itself " What can we point to as being the origin 
of the Essex Hunt?" The Roothings, the cream of our 
country, were hunted in the last century by Mr. Harding 
Newman, and it is only fair to that gentleman's memory, 
and his services to foxhunting, to lay some stress upon the 
fact that his hounds appear — though unofficially — to have 
been called " The Essex Hounds," a designation which does 
not seem to have been bestowed upon any other pack in 
the last century. It appears to us, therefore, that it was Mr. 
Harding Newman's pack, or what remained of it, which 
was purchased in 1805, by Mr. Henry John Conyers of the 
Coldstream Guards, which is entitled to be regarded as the 
foundation of the Essex Hunt ; while in furtherance of this 
view it may be stated that the Sporting Magazine in 
recording- the sale to Mr. Conyers of Mr. Hardino- 
Newman's Hounds says that it was the intention of the 
purchaser to hunt the country previously hunted by Mr. 
Newman. Whether this be so or not, it is at least clear 
that the history of the Essex Hunt goes back without a 
break to the date of the beginning of Mr. Conyers's first 
mastership in 1S05, though for several years we find but 
scanty records of the pack. 


The Essex Hunt [continued) — Colonel John Cook. 

At the close of Mr. Conyers's first period of mastership 
he was succeeded by another soldier, John Cook, Major, 
and afterwards Colonel, in the 2Sth Light Dragoons. 

This famous foxhunter was born at Christchurch in 
Hampshire in 1773. Very early in life he proved himself 
a born sportsman by his style of hunting a pack of harriers, 
between Wareham and Poole, in Dorsetshire. 

It was in hunting; his harriers that Colonel Cook laid the 
foundation of that wonderful stock of hunting knowledge he 
afterwards possessed. His father was a merchant of much 
influence in Christchurch, and dying whilst his son was yet 
young, left Sir George Rose his executor and guardian of his 
children. From this it may fairly be concluded that Colonel 
Cook was not, in early life at least, the impecunious man 
he has sometimes been represented. The family were 
well-to-do, moved in the best society, and appear to have 


owned some property about Droxford. At any rate, our 
future master would not have kept harriers ahnost before 
he was out of his teens had there been no money forth- 
coming, nor, one would think, would he have travelled 
so far from home as the Thurlovv country, in Suffolk and 
Cambridgeshire, of which he became master about the 
year iSoo, in succession to Mr. Wilson, who for a year 
or two seems to have hunted the country given up by 
the somewhat eccentric Mr. Thomas Panton, of Newmarket, 
an owner of race horses and Master of the game to the 

Colonel (then Mr.) Cook, took up his abode in a 
cottage opposite the " Cock," at Thurlow, and during his 
stay in that country married Lord Eldon's niece, a Miss 
Surtees, daughter of Mr. A. Surtees, of Newcastle-upon- 
Tyne. There has always, from the earliest days, been a 
difficulty in hunting the Newmarket and Thurlow country, 
and so the young master discovered at the beginning of the 
century. To use his own forcible expression, he lound 
" foxes and subscriptions damnably short," so shaking the 
Thurlow dust from his feet he went back to his native 
county, Hampshire, where, in the year 1804, he became 
master of the Hambledon Hunt in succession to Mr. 
Thomas Butler, the first master of the Hunt, which was 


established in iSoo, about the time Colonel Cook took the 
Thurlow country. There he stayed three years and then, 
on resigning in favour of INIr. Povvlett-Powlett, went into 

In the year iSoS he established himself with his 
hounds in quarters which were small, and not particularly 
well placed for his purpose, at Bell House (a name after- 
wards changed to Pilgrim's House), at Pilgrim's Hatch, 
near Brentwood. In Essex he stayed for five seasons, 
during which time he hunted his hounds himself and 
showed first-rate sport. His hounds were described as 
being as fine a pack as money and close attention to all 
the minutice of the kennel, added to his own instinctive 
as well as acquired knowledge of the animal, could pro- 
cure. He had a good stud of horses, plenty of foxes (of 
the old-fashioned sort, too), and what was in those days 
considered a liberal subscription. 

His whip was Jack Cole, who came from the Old 
Surrey, and was reputed to be the best whipper-in ot his 
day. Like the foxes, he was of the old-fashioned sort — 
a hard rider, and a hard drinker, the colour of a nigger 
or a collier, and commonly known as " Black Jack." 

Cook hunted the Essex County three or four days 
a week. In his celebrated work on F"oxhunting he speaks 


highly of the country, and remarks that " Leaden Roothing 
is thought to be the best covert in the hunt ; but I pre- 
ferred Old Park Coppice,' a covert at the extremity of the 
Roothings, towards Chehnsford, probably because I had 
the best runs from it, and the foxes found in the latter are 
reckoned the stoutest in Essex." 

" I had four very superior runs from it in one season, 
and killed each day ; and it afforded me several good days' 
sport besides. I will mention a few of them. One run of 
an hour and twenty minutes, and killed at Colonel Strutt's, 
near Maldon, twelve miles on end at least. Another, with 
a fox of the year, the quickest thing I ever saw, and killed 
him a few fields from Takely Forest, the pack running into 
him in the open. Again, a run of one hour and ten 
minutes, ten miles on end and killed. But a run I had 
from a covert, a short distance from Old Park, was one of 
the most brilliant things I witnessed during the time I kept 
hounds. When we found him we considered him an Old 
Park fox, and as he went away, a friend of mine, an old 
member of the Talents Hunt, said to me, ' There he 
goes ; he is one of the old sort, my Master ; he is not to 
be measured to-day ! You will never see him again ! ' 

' This covert disappeared many years ago. It lay midway between 
Gariietts and Pleshey. 


My answer was, '/ hope not alive, sir! My hounds were 
close at his brush when he broke covert, and they went the 
very best pace for fifty-five minutes over the open without 
a check, and killed him at the edge of a chain of wood- 
lands, where we were certain of changing. Not forty 
yards from the place where they killed him a fresh fox 
went away ; if, therefore, he could only have held on for 
that short distance we should, in all probability, have 

" I could enumerate many more capital runs to prove 
the stoutness of the Essex foxes, which I had from 
Manwood, Brickies, Witney Wood, Lord Maynard's 
High Wood, East End, Leaden Roothing, Matching 
Park, Row Wood, Marks and Offrey. All the foxes 
found in the coverts mentioned are stub-bred. I declare 
to you, I do not remember ever finding a bad running 
fox from Ongar to Haverhill, a disUmce of thirty miles." 

He mentions that the longest run he ever had after 
a fox in Essex was from Hempstead Wood (a covert 
notorious for stout running foxes) to between Heding- 
ham and Colne, where hounds killed him ; the distance was 
calculated at seventeen miles. 

In the Sporting Magazine for October, 1809, an 
amusing account is given of the opening day of his 


second season. Hounds met at Kelvedon Park, and 
were thrown into cover at ten o'clock, " but not finding, 
they left the Park, and went to Puckler's Wood, where, 
after chopping a cub in covert, they unkennelled an old 
fox, which they ran for an hour and three-quarters, and 
was killed. But the death was rather remarkable. The 
fox being hard pressed was killed in endeavouring to cross 
Ongar river, when two gentlemen, who were riding for 
the brush, immediately left their horses, and plunged 
into the river, where, strugorlino- together a considerable 
time for the brush, with the whole pack about them, 
tearing the fox, one at length succeeded in cutting it off, 
and the fox immediately sunk. The Major being a little 
vexed that the hounds should be deprived of their prey, 
one of the gentlemen who had been in the water, plunged 
in again and succeeded in getting the fox from the 
bottom, and it was given to the hounds. Such desperate 
riding has seldom before been witnessed in Essex." 

We have already noticed Cook's tribute to the 
Roothings. His affection extended also to the " north 
country," of which he writes : — 

" During the time I hunted Essex, we had our 
Dunmow meetings, which, I assure you, enlivened us not 
a little ; and whilst I devoted myself to that part of the 


countr)-, which was usually for a week or ten days each 
time, and perhaps three or four times during the season, 
I made that place head-cjuarters for myself and hounds, 
and was attended by many gentlemen of the hunt ; the 
Hertfordshire hounds on those occasions contrived to meet 
near to us on the alternate days, and the emulation ex- 
cited on the part of each hunt, which should show the 
best sport, made it the more interesting^ and the dinner 
at Old Malster's (the ' Saracen's Head,' Dunmow), who 
did all in his power to make us comfortable, always went 
off cheerfully. Taking into consideration the country 
altogether, it may be ranked as a first-rate ruralist " — that 
is to say, provincial counlry. 

Colonel Cook, it will be remembered, came from 
Hampshire, a county in which the good tellowship of 
Hunt Clubs had already made itself felt, and being as 
genial and convivial a soul as ever stepped, what was 
more natural than for him to seek to establish in Essex 
an institution which had ilourished in Hampshire? In that 
undertaking- he was successful. The members ot the 
Hunt ("many of them very opulent London merchants") 
formed themselves into a club, with "Old Cooky" as 
their secretary, chairman, in fact, caterer in general. 
Doubtless, he was the right man in the right place, for as 


one of his friends said of him, " he had a peculiar knack 
of making corks fly almost as fast as he did his foxes." 
The Dunmow gatherings were a great success, and a 
writer deckired that he never met an old Essex sports- 
man of those by-gone days who did not mention these 
meetings with pleasure and delight. 

Colonel Cook's mastership was completely successful. 
In Essex he found both gentlemen and farmers very civil 
and obliging. Then, as now, a race meeting was one of the 
forms of entertaiment most appreciated by Essex farmers. 
This was provided annually on the Galley Wood race- 
course, where a fifty-guinea cup was run for by gentlemen 
farmers in the district of the Essex Hunt. These races 
were in existence as long ago as iSio, when it was one of 
the conditions that the horses engaged must have been in 
at the death of four foxes. 

The annual hunt meetings were held at the " City of 
London " tavern. Cook had many subscribers amongst 
City men, whom he describes as "good sportsmen, well 
mounted, and riding well to hounds ; they never interfere 
with the management of them when in the field, contribute 
liberally to the expense, and pay their subscriptions regu- 

At the end of the season 1812-13 Colonel Cook sold 


his pack to Mr. Archer Houblon, and bade farewell to 
the Essex country in the following letter : — 

" To the Noblemen, Gentlemen, and Farmers in the 
District of the Essex Hunt. 

" Being: obliored to retire from the manao-ement of 

the Essex Foxhounds, 1 think it no more than common 

gratitude to return you my sincere thanks for the civility 

and support I have received from you during the five 

seasons I hunted the country. My hounds I have sold 

to Mr. Houblon, although very reluctantly, but my friends 

wished it, and I did not feel comfortable at the idea of 

taking away my pack from a country, I, as a stranger, 

have received so much kindness in. The manager, Mr. 

Conyers, jun., told me at Tattersall's he would do the 

thing as it ought to be done, and I sincerely hope he 

will perform his promise. 1 take my leave with wishing 

you all health and happiness, and prosperity to the County 

of Essex. 

" I remain, 

" Your very obedient and obliged humble servant, 

"J. Cook." 

It is said that some three years after his retirement 
Colonel Cook was out with the Essex, and some of his 


old hounds, hearing his voice, immediately jumped a 
hedge out of a lane to get to him. 

An increasing family and the loss of some money 
were the causes which combined to lead him to give up 
Essex, but field sports, hunting especially, being something 
more than a passion with him, he never devoted himself 
seriously to military duties, though had he done so he might 
have fared well, as he was advanced in the Service by 
the influence of his friends. The Recruiting Service and the 
Inspectorship of Volunteers were good enough for him in 
the soldiering line, and on being appointed Inspecting Field 
Officer of the Birmingham District, after leaving Essex, 
he at once proceeded to combine business with pleasure by 
hunting, on a subscription of ;^8oo a year, a small district in 
Staffordshire, carved out of what had been Lord Vernon's 
country. Here, however, he did not stay long, for his 
resources were exhausted, so he took his family to 
the Continent, settling first at St. Omer, and then at 

Meantime he was suffering from cancer in the tongue, 
and after consultino- the first surgeons in London without 

o o 

success, he went to Rouen and placed himself under the 
care of a specialist, whose skill, however, was completely 
baffled by the case. 


In 1826 his celebrated work on Foxhunting- (of which 
500 copies were sold) was pubhshed by subscription under 
the tide of "Observations on Foxhunting and the Manage- 
ment of Hounds in the Kennel and the Field, addressed 
to a young Sportsman about to undertake a hunting estab- 
lishment, by Colonel Cook, H.P., 28th Dragoons." As the 
work is not now easily procurable, a short description of its 
contents may be of interest. 

The dedication to John Warde is followed by a list of 
380 subscribers, including Mr. Henry John Conyers, Lord 
Petre, Mr. Charles Newman, Mr. Sampson Hanbury, and 
many other Masters of Foxhounds. 

The book, like Beckford's " Thoughts on Hunting," is 
written in the form of a series of letters. Cook's imaginary 
correspondent is addressed as " My dear ' C.,' " and advised 
as to the purchase, breeding, entering, feeding, lodging, and 
physicking of hounds. In his remarks on the preser- 
vation of foxes the writer is very outspoken as to " the great 
mania for game," declaring that "the useless quantity of it 
with which we find most coverts glutted, is a great mis- 
fortune to foxhunting." He points out the importance of 
hunting a country regularly, the good and the bad alter- 
nately, and of making no change in a plan of drawing when 
fixed upon, and he; lays down the law of foxhunting as to a 


fox run to ground in a neighbouring hunt. Next follow the 
allusions to Essex which we have already quoted, and 
then the writer gives advice as to artificial earths and 
coverts, and the hunting of large woodlands. 

On the subject of " hunting countries," he points out 
that by law the owners of coverts can allow whom they 
please to hunt them and therefore it is most important that 
the boundary of a country should be held sacred ; and he 
tells how, being a good deal disturbed by some hounds 
which often disturbed a covert belonging to Lord Maynard, 
he mentioned the circumstance to his lordship ; who was a 
strict preserver of foxes, and one of the best of men. He 
said : "If you insist upon it, 1 will send them a written dis- 
charge ; but I, as an old sportsman, would advise you to 
arrange with them in a milder way : it is a bad precedent, 
and they may retaliate by instigating persons to send you 
a similar discharge in another part of your hunt, and annoy 
you very considerably." 

For procuring a stud of hunters, he recommends 
Messrs. Tattersall and the London dealers. He prefers 
thorough-breds to "cock-tails," and approves of "Nimrod's" 
system of conditioning and of Mr. Corbet's method of 
training hunters. 

In a pathetic description of the trials of a Master in 


haviiiL;- his hounds over-ridden, he thinks it " very extni- 
ordinary, yet nevertheless true, th;it many people go out 
for the sake of the riding part only ; the hunting is a 
minor consideration." Hallooing, he adds, is even worse 
than over-riding. There may be some faint hope of im- 
proving a field that ride too forward, but a noisy one you 
can never mend. 

He mentions the difficulty of finding good hunt ser- 
vants, and disapproves of the system of " capping "1 which, 
in the case of some packs near London, he says, led to a 
bagman being turned out on Saturdays ; of course without 

' In olden days it was frequently the custom to make a " cap " for the hunt 
servants whenever a fox was killed, a practice which, as may be supposed, led 
to a fox often being mobbed in order that the "cap" might be earned. In 
vol. xix. of the Sporting Magazine, p. 306, we are told that "Mr. Han- 
bury's Hounds throw off on Monday, March 22nd, at Moor Garden Wood, 
near Hatfield Peverell, Esse.x, in order to make a cap for honest Will Crane, 
late huntsman to Colonel Bullock, now about to enter the ninetieth year of his 
age. This veteran of the brush will take the field himself to see those friends 
whom for so many years he has exhilarated by the superiority of his hunting skill 
and the matchless melody of his manly voice. The hunt will dine together at the 
Angel at KeKedon, when those sporstmen not able to dine may, by some 
friend, contribute to Will's cap and so put a feather in their own." Will Crane, 
it may be observed, was employed to train the hounds of Mr. Smith Barry 
for their famous match on Newmarket Heath in 1762, against Mr. MeyncU's 
hounds. Capping, too, was much in vogue formerly as a means of replenishing 
the funds of a hunt, and it is curious to note that after the lapse of so many 
years the method has been revived. At the meeting of the North Warwick- 
shire Hunt held in the autumn of the present year (1895), the expediency of 
capping was seriously discussed but it was not adopted. At the annual meeting 
of the Southdown Hunt, however, held at about the same time, it was resolved 
that all strangers should be capped to the extent of ten shillings per head. 


the knowledge of the master. He advocates Hunt Club 
Dinners and Balls, to please the ladies, being convinced 
things cannot go on right unless they are in good humour. 
Reference is also made to the importance of gaining the 
goodwill of the farmers by giving Hunt Cups for races 
for their horses. 

With regard to the pack when in the field, he points 
out that the practice of hunting at daybreak had become 
unnecessary in consequence of the improvement in the 
breed of hounds. He insists on the necessity of keeping 
hounds " in blood " and gives instances of their extraordi- 
nary scenting powers. 

The latter part of the work contains allusions to fo.x- 
hunting in Ireland, Wales and France ; remarks on hunting 
accidents; anecdotes of Mr. Meynell; suggestions for further 
improving the breed of hounds and providing for old hunt 
servants, and estimates of the cost of hunting establish- 
ments. The book concludes with lists of the various packs 
of foxhounds in England and of the hounds in some of 
the principal kennels. The Essex packs named in the list 
are those of Lord Petre, Mr. Conyers, Mr. Charles New- 
man, and Mr. Hanbury. Lists are given of the hounds in 
each of these packs, with the strange exception of that of 
Mr. Conyers, in which the writer must, one would think, 
have taken a special interest. 


Little remains to be told of the life of the author. 
Game to the last, he never lost his love for huntino-, and 
in 1828, just a year before his death, though suffering 
much from cancer, he returned to England, and at the 
invitation of his old friend, Mr. Samuel Nicoll, Master of 
the New Forest Hounds, took the management of that 
pack while Mr. Nicoll was absent in consequence of a 
tragic occurrence in his family. Out of practice as he was, 
he hunted the pack and delighted everyone with the sport 
he .showed. This, however, was his last who-whoop. 
Unable any longer to struggle against his malady, he 
returned to Rouen, and wrote to a friend in one of his 
almost illegible scrawls : " I am fairly hunted down and run 
to ground by a damned hungry and incurable cancer under 
the tongue." And so the poor fellow was ; his tongue 
came away in pieces, and in December, 1829, he died at 
Rouen at the age of fifty-six. 

The Sporting Magazine thus describes him : — 
" He was a man of eccentric manners and habits, 
ridiculing, in fact almost despising, those effeminating 
habits both in manners and dress which now form certainly 
too great a part of the character of our modern dandy and 
foxhunter. They who fancied that Cook was nothing but 
a groom — that his knowledge was confined entirely to the 


kennel and the stable — belied and slandered him. With 
all his roughness of manner and exterior, his mind was 
well stored, particularly on those subjects that his fancy at 
all called his attention to. To prove this, he was busied 
to the very latest period of his life, and as long as he could 
hold his pen, in preparing a new work for the press on 
foxhunting, in which he introduced many interesting and 
amusing anecdotes. 

"To those who knew and were accustomed to live 
much with Colonel Cook, and to see him in his cups, the 
relation of his quaint and eccentric expressions and anec- 
dotes are unnecessary ; and to those who did not know 
him, I doubt whether they would excite much interest. 
One sure sign of the influence of the juicy god on him was 
his becoming very noisy, hallooing and tally-ho-ing, and 
when in an advanced state of this kind it was most difficult 
to move him or get him to bed. I remember his once 
being asked to withdraw from the table and join the ladies, 
where he would hear some excellent music. He said : 
" Damn all music except the music of a pack of foxhounds. 
By gosh! I am like the man who was fond of his garden, 
and who, when asked by a lady to give her some choice 
flower, replied : ' Madam, I cultivate no flower but cauli- 
flower.' " 


" However deep he may have been in his cups over- 
night — and it must be granted he was too apt to be so — it 
never seemed to affect him in the mornino;, when he was 
always at his post in time. This reminds me of an anec- 
dote told of him and his intimate friend and ally, the late 
Major, alias Billy, Calcraft. They were dining together 
with a jolly party of brother sportsmen at St-rm-r Hall, in 
Essex " [probably Sturmer Hall, near Haverhill], "when, 
owing to some trivial dispute, when deep in their cups, the 
ire of both became so great that each insisted on honour- 
able satisfaction from the other. The hounds were to meet 
at a considerable distance in the morning, and after the 
party had broken up, therefore (which, by-the-bye, was long- 
after the little hours had commenced), these two right 
honoiirable friends adjourned to a shed, there to await the 
first dawn of day, and of course, if possible, kill each other. 
It was a bitter cold night in December, but the fumes of 
Bacchus soon sent our heroes to sleep. Their surprise, 
however, at wakinor and finding themselves in this ridicu- 
lous situation, both close together and lying in the same 
crib — their poor hacks, too, which they had left running 
loose, having crept into the same place for shelter — excited 
the risible faculties of both to such a degree that they both 
simultaneously shook hands, and rode home together in 


perfect amity. Ever after, when any little dispute arose, a 
reference to the shed adventure always acted as a quietus, 
and havincr the desirable effect of turning their strife into 

From what has been said it will have been gathered 
that "Cooky" was possibly a "man of no blandishment," 
yet his above-quoted biographer was perfectly correct in 
saying that he was well informed. While in France he 
went to some expense in obtaining from Paris the exact 
measurements of the Venus dc Medicis, afiving the ideal 
proportions of a woman, as he was writing a book upon 
the benefits resulting from proper configuration. With 
the same object in view he carefully measured the skeleton 
of Eclipse, with the intention of proving that the highest 
rate of speed could be exhibited only by horses possessing 
the configuration and proportions of that famous racehorse. 
Then, finding time hang heavily on his hands, he turned 
his attention to introducing into France the best breeds of 
cattle and horses ; and a French writer of about thirty 
years ago acknowledged that much of the improvement in 
heavy and other horses was due to Col. Cook. He further 
collected a number of facts to show the attachment of 
Bonaparte to field sports, and he contended that " if the 
trumpet had ceased to blow and the drum to beat he would 
have been a decided foxhunter." 


The Essex W\}^t {con/ iiuicd) — Mr. Henry John Convers 

OF Copt Hall. 

We have seen that, when Colonel John Cook gave up 
the Essex country, Mr. John Archer Houblon bouqht the 
pack. He was apparently joined in the proprietorship by 
Lord Maynard, and these two joint masters left the conduct 
of the hunt to Mr. Henry John Conyers, junr. — his father 
was still alive — who was designated the "manager." Under 
this new rdgime the opening day of the season 1813-14 was 
held at Grand Courts, Felstead; a strange fixture, at first 
sight, as being some way from the kennels, and outside the 
limits of the Essex country as at present constituted ; but 
we have seen in Chapter I. that the right of Mr. Conyers 
to Grand Courts Wood was admitted by the P2ast Essex. 
The fixture, therefore, may have been arranged on the 
invitation of Long Wellesley (well known in Leicestershire), 
of Wanstead House ; as Grand Courts was also his 
property, though like; his other possessions it soon passed 
into other hands, owing to the pace at which he lived. 


As is often the case on opening days, the new 
management was not inaugurated with any brilliant sport ; 
but, before long, Mr. Conyers managed to rival Colonel 
Cook's achievements, good runs coming with satisfactory 
frequency. Only a fortnight after the above-mentioned 
opening day, that is to say, on November ist, a large field 
met at Old Park, and were treated to a severe run of two 
hours and forty minutes through the Roothing country to 
near Hatfield Broad Oak, where reynard gave them the 
go-bye. Two days later, the pack was again in the 
Roothino's, running- with an excellent scent from Marks 
through Lord Maynard's Park to the famous Old Park, 
where the huntsman had a bad fall, so Mr. Conyers hunted 
the hounds through the Roothings, by Skreens Park, 
making a half circle to Witney Wood. There the fox was 
headed and returned to Canfield Hart, where the hounds 
ran into him, Mr. Houblon and Mr. Conyers having 
two companions only when the fox was killed. 

During this season (i8 13-14) and the next, frost inter- 
fered much with hunting, but the weather was a good deal 
more favourable in the winter of 1 8 1 5- 1 6, and excellent sport 
was enjoyed. A writer in the Sporting Magazine mentions 
the steadiness shown by the hounds on one very windy and 
stormy day, when they ran an Old Park fox for exactly two 


hours, and killed him in high style, after his leaving" Scarlet 
Wood, in ihe Toppinghoe country. In the following season 
(iS 16-17) the high repute of Old Park was maintained by a 
February fo.\, which stood up before hounds through a good 
hunting run of two hours and twenty-four minutes. 

The pack thus continued under the management of 
Mr. Conyers until, by the death of his father in 1818, he 
was placed in a position to keep the hounds himself and 
from that date he devoted his superabundant energy and 
ample means to hunting the Essex country until his death 
in the year 1S53. Though the pack showed excellent 
sport in the hands of Mr. Henry John Conyers, it was 
apparently some little time before he obtained a really first- 
class staff The aforesaid Cole, whom Colonel Cook had 
described as "not a bad one," remained with the new- 
master for about ten years ; but he doubtless outlived his 
earlier reputation, and at last went out like the snuff of a 
candle. The rou'di "in-drinking Tom Webb, who was 
afterwards with the Ouorn, Old Surrey and Pytchley, is 
said to have hunted the Esse.x hounds for a time, but with 
what success is not known. It appears, however, that, for 
many years prior to the year 1833, the pack was in- 
efficiently handled, if, at least, any reliance is to be placed in 
the statement of a chronicler of that year. " The packs of 


Essex and Suffolk," he wrote, "have had a brilliant season, 
except Conyers's, who has persisted season after season, in 
defiance of every advice, and one, would think, common 
sense, in keeping on poor old Holmes, who really ought to 
have been consigned, at least ten years ago, to a snug 
cottage and sinecure pension for the remainder of his days." 
Tradition has assigned to Holmes a fate very different 
from that sketched out by the above -quoted critic. The 
story has been told how, on going down one night into the 
kennel to quiet hounds while fighting (he having at the time 
nothing on but his shirt and top boots), they first savaged 
him, and then ate him clean up, save his bones, boots and 
whip, which were found next morning on search being 
made for the missing huntsman. As this gruesome story 
has been told of at least a dozen other hunts, it may happily 
be dismissed as mythical, though it was confidently related 
in Essex within forty years of the time when Holmes was 
hunting the hounds. The absurdity of the story is possibly 
shown by the fact of its having been so often related in 
proof of the theory that the hounds did not know the hunts- 
man or whipper-in, for it has been told of both function- 
aries, when not habited in a red coat, as though it were the 
custom for hunt servants to wear pink all day and every 
day ; but as eminent O.C.'s are represented wearing wig 


and gown when sittin<r in their chambers, and as under- 
graduates are depicted Hving- in cap and gown, so have 
hunt servants been supposed to constantly wear their official 

About 1833, however, the decrepit Holmes, who 
probably died quietly in his bed instead of being overtaken 
by ActJEon's fate, retired into private life, and in his place 
came Jem Morgan, a complete contrast to Mr. Conyers's 
previous huntsman, and the father of four sons, of whom Ben 
and Goddard were perhaps the most famous. This happy 
change came none too soon, for the master contrived to 
make himself very unpopular, the ill-feeling towards him 
taking the form of killing foxes in front of hounds, on at 
least one occasion. Jem Morgan, son of a tenant farmer 
in Suffolk, was born in the year 1785. As a boy he 
distinguished himself with the harriers of Mr. Lloyd, of 
Hintlesham, by charging a gate out of a lane on his 
pony when nearly the whole field were pounded. The 
harriers were afterwards changed into foxhounds, and 
Jem's father was persuaded to let him enter Mr. 
Lloyd's service as whip. Here he remained for eleven 
years, sometimes riding his own black horse, Mungo. 
Later on he whipped in, and acted as kennel hunts- 
man, to the Tickham hounds, when Giles Morgan, a 


sporting farmer, had ^loo a year to hunt them, and 
find his own horse — a primitive kind of arrangement 
which was not uncommon in those days, and was 
almost identical with that under which the famous Jack 
Parker hunted the Sinnington Hounds till shortly before 
his death a few years ago ; but Jack was huntsman, and 
not master. 

Such had been Jem Morgan's training when about 
the year 1833 he became huntsman of the Essex 
Hounds. Mr. Conyers recognised his merits, and 
mounted him well ; but even the best of the Copt Hall 
stud was not always equal to the task set them by this 
intrepid rider, who delighted in jumping timber, and 
who, to his latest day, would go out of his line to ride 
over a stile, while the widest and deepest Roothing 
ditch — "them Rootheners," he called them — never stopped 
his course in a likely direction. He had many falls, 
and on one occasion, put his arm out so badly that his 
whippers-in could not pull it in, so they had to ride 
on with the hounds and leave him. However, he was 
helped on his horse, when a chance pressure of the 
limb on the saddle sent it once more into its socket. 
After this he was wont to say that as he could not 
open gates he must ride over them ! 


Jem Morgan, like most other people who were 
brought into contact with the Squire of Copt Hall, had 
sundry experiences of Mr. Conyers's ungovernable temper. 
On one occasion, when the hounds were in Takeley Forest, 
Morgan in some way incurred the Squire's wrath, and was 
treated to such a torrent of abuse that he dismounted then 
and there and started to make his wa\- home on foot, 
declaring that he would forthwith quit his master's service. 
Mr. Conyers, however, was not long in perceiving that he 
had made a donkey of himself, so riding after his ruffled, 
yet slow travelling, huntsman, he overtook him, gave him a 
sovereign, and induced him to return. To give the Squire 
his due, he appears, at least in a certain proportion of cases, 
to have been ready to apologise after one of his too 
numerous hasty fits. One day, a well-known sportsman 
had for his own amusement, with some hounds of his own, 
laid a drag early in the morning, and as luck had it the 
Essex Hounds came into the district later in the day. 
Unfortunatelv thev hit on the line of the dray which they 
ran with the greatest vigour, and "lor two miles,"' says our 
informant, " Conyers rode after me uttering the most awful 
imprecations, but later in the day he made a most com- 
plete apology." 

By degrees master and man became accustomed to 


each other and Jem Morgan hunted the hounds for 
Mr. Conyers until the year 1848, when he transferred 
his services to the Essex Union (under Mr. Scratton), 
and with them he remained for three seasons ; but, findinor 
the work too severe for his increasing" years, as was 
said, he resigned in 1852, though only to become 
huntsman, at the age of 68, to Lord Lonsdale, who 
mounted him in first-rate style ; and, in his new sphere, 
the old man contrived to hunt five days a week, and 
occasionally six. During the season 1860-61, Jem 
Morgan retired in favour of his son Goddard, who 
ultimately wore the yellow plush of the old Berkeley, 
under that most popular of masters. Lord Maiden. In 
January, 1862, old Jem was riding to meet Lord Lons- 
dale's Hounds when his horse stumbled and fell by 
the road side. The veteran remounted, accompanied 
the pack to the place of meeting and holloaed the fox 
away. Acting on the advice of his friends, however, he left 
the hunting field, for he was evidently much shaken, and 
on a medical examination beings made it was found 
that he had sustained injury to his neck from the 
effects of which he died on the removal of his hunting- 
tie. At the time of his death his four sons were all in 
harness. Goddard, as already mentioned, succeeded 


him as Lord Lonsdale's huntsman ; Ben hunted Lord 
Middleton's ; Jack carried the horn with the Grove ; 
while Tom whipped-in to Henry Harris, with the 
West Norfolk. With every master old Jem had been 
a favourite, for he thorouo-hly understood his duties, and 
worked hard in discharging them ; while by his fields 
he was greatly esteemed, for he was, to the last, as 
keen on sport as the most youthful and enthusiastic of 
his followers. 

We give an illustration, taken from an old engraving 
containing life-like portraits of Mr. Conyers, Jem Morgan, 
Will Orvis, the first whipper-in and the other servants, with 
Copt Hall in the distance. The Squire is mounted on 
his favourite hunter, " Canvass," whom he rode for 
.seventeen seasons, but the horse is feebly drawn, while 
the artist has signal!)- fiiled to do justice to Beauty 
and other favourite hounds. 

Mr. Conyers himself was by no means indifferent 
to hound-breeding ; but he appears to have built up 
his pack on the blood of Lord Lonsdale and .Sir Tatton 
Svkes, taking the drafts from both kennels, and he 
had a weakness for a tlat-sided hound; "The Druid" 
represents him as .saying: "We'll have the flat 'uns 
in Esse.x, Jem, whatever they say." He thought that 


they stood his heavy road work better than those 
which commonly find favour with masters. Size was 
also a great point with him, and his 25-inch hounds, 
fairly swept like a hurricane, from scent to view, 
into their fox over the Roothings. For Beauty and 
Bashful, both bred by Mr. Conyers from the Lonsdale 
blood, he refused 100 guineas from Mr. Assheton Smith. 
This valuable pack was kept at Copt Hall, in kennels 
so damp and cramped as to leave but a bare possibility of 
keeping them in anything like a state to pull down an 
Essex fox. The position of the kennels, too, was most 
inconvenient. From Copt Hall the distance to the fixtures 
in the northern part of the county is twenty to thirty 
miles. Yet even to these distant places the hounds were 
not vanned, nor did Mr. Conyers, like many masters of 
old time, who hunted a wide area of country, have any 
outlying kennels. The Squire did not spare himself. He 
would ride upwards of sixty miles to covert and home, and 
after hunting would often drive up to London ; he was 
"fond of hearing the debates in the House," he said, 
though in 1830 he sustained a crushing defeat on 
standing for the county against his fellow Tory, Mr. 
Thomas Gardiner Bramston. In the course of this 
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found expression in a leaflet ur^in<4' the Dissenters of 
Essex to come forward and support Mr. Bramston, in 
spite of his Toryism, "and thus contril^ute to save the 
County from putting- a Burlesque on Representation by 
returning his opponent." 

As Mr. Conyers grew older and heavier, he was com- 
pelled to moderate his exertions. According to the recol- 
lection of an old Essex sportsman, Mr. Conyers, in his later 
years, hunted the north country about once in six weeks, 
on Fridays and Saturdays. Friday's pack was brought 
from Copt Hall on Thursday, that for Saturday following 
on Friday. The hounds were kennelled at Easton Lodge 
initil the squire's vocabulary exhausted Lord Maynard's 
patience and caused a change of quarters to an inn at 
Dunmow. Sometimes they stayed at Langleys with Sam 
Adams the miller,' and sometimes at Hatfield with that 
old-fashioned sportsman, Tom Webb, whom the master 
was wont to greet with, " Hullo, my little Webby ! " 

Mr. Conyers undoubtedly showed excellent sport, 
though the records of great runs during his mastership 
are not numerous. Some very interesting notes, referring 

' This worthy sportsman used to turn out in a pony cart, an<l follow the 
hounds up to the time of his deatli, which occurred durinj; the period of Mr. 
C. E. Green's mastership. 


to the season 182 1-2, are contained in a diary kept by 
the late Mr. Sheffield Neave. At this time the hunt 
servants were Holmes and Cole, the former being hunts- 
man. The Squire had already developed a taste for 
bagging foxes, for early in the season Mr. Neave notes 
that "hounds found at Man Wood (no scent) and in 
five minutes two puppies were baying at a rabbit earth ; 
the hounds at fault. Got a spade and dug out, not a 
fox, but a cat (had the bag all ready to carry him to 
a better country). The best part of the field were 
capped before they discovered it — I among the number ! " 
Shortly afterwards Mr. Conyers was in ecstasies over 
a run from Witney Wood by Willingale and Skreens, 
without touching a covert, to Lords, where they killed. 
The diarist, having mistaken the meet, was naturally 
mad with vexation at losing the run. 

In February a small dog fox, very slightly made, gave 
them two extraordinary runs from Hempstead Wood. On 
the first occasion they ran him nearly to Sudbury, whence 
he returned a short distance and was lost, after a run of 
upwards of twenty miles, which was followed by a dinner at 
Dunmow, with " fourteen bottles between eight." Three 
weeks later they found him again, and when certain 
holloaing farmers prevented the hounds from settling to 


liiin, Mr. Conyers rode violently up to one of them 
vociferating, " I'll kill you! I'll kill you ! pull your coat off 
and fight directly " — much to the chagrin of his friend, the 

The altercation appears to have afforded an oppor- 
tunity for hounds to attend to business. An e.xcellent run 
followed with an e.xasperating finish. Mr. Sheffield 
Neave says, "We went on to within sight of Liston 
Park, where we viewed him into the coverts, but were 
told they were full of dog-spears, and with difficulty could 
we stop the hounds, in doing which Cole got a fall : we 
then saw the keeper, who told us that they were set, and 
w^ould take him the whole day to take up, and wished 
they were down the throat of the person who invented 
them. I then rode round into the park and holloaed 
the hounds into a small plantation in the middle, which 
had none, to a view holloa, but heard immediately that 
the fox had afterwards gone to the left into the thickest 
of them, so told Cole to stop the hounds. We soon 
got eight or ten people who coursed him, and in about 
a quarter of an hour a boy caught hold of him, and 
falling on him, secured him. Mr. Conyers then had him 
killed on the steps of the house, hammering the paint 
of the door with his whip, to die imminent danger of the 


glass, having, before we got up to Liston Park, invited 
the field to spear the owner, Mr. Campbell, one of the 
Masters of Chancery, for setting such cruel weapons. He 
was fortunately in London. The run, or rather walk, 
lasted three hours, the prettiest hunting I ever saw, such 
a bad scent that Sir George Denn's harriers having been 
out, and being unable to run a yard, he tried a drag 
of bacon, which failing, he took them home. What 
greater compliment could be paid to a pack of fox- 
hounds on such a day, to attain the height of perfection 
in hunting, viz., to walk a fox to death, over eighteen 
or nineteen miles of country ? " 

Two prominent members of the Essex Hunt at this 
time were the Messrs. Box, who, in the year 1820, were 
painted by the celebrated artist, D. Wolstenholme. We 
give a representation of this curious old picture, which is 
now the property of Sir Walter Gilbey. It shows the two 
sportsmen on horseback, accompanied by a few of Mr. 
Conyers's hounds, with Lords Wood in the back-ground, 
and Hioh Easter Church in the distance. 

Our illustrations of a day with the Essex hounds in 
Mr. Conyers's time are taken from engravings by D. W^ol- 
stenholme of a series of pictures painted by that artist, 
and now in the possession of Mr. Salvin Bowlby, one of 


the present Masters of the Essex. As the engravings bear 
date 1 83 1, the time represented must be during the 
earHer part of Mr. Conyers's second mastership. The 
figures in the pictures cannot now be identified ; but 
they are said to include Mr. Thomas Hodgson (for whom 
the pictures were painted), and his brothers, John and 
Henry ; the latter was rector of Debden. Then come 
Lord Petre, the Revd. Joseph Arkwright (on a white 
horse), and Mr. Beale Colvin, of Pishobury. Amongst 
a field of about fifty or sixty we should also probably 
find Mr. Sheffield Neave, who was Master of the Essex 
Stag-hounds ; Mr. Joliffe Tufnell, of Langleys, a fine 
rider, who had a famous horse called " Pattipan " ; Mr. 
Wilson, of Canfield, a good preserver of foxes ; and Sir 
John Tyssen Tyrrell, of Boreham House, who, though not 
living in the Essex country, was one of Mr. Conyers's most 
liberal supporters, but he came in for as large a share as 
anyone of the Master's abuse when he sailed away close 
after the fox on one of his big Leicestershire horses. The 
brothers Henry and Tudor Ouare, of Matching Green, 
and Mr. T. D. Ridley, of Chelmsford, would be present 
in green coats : while, amongst others, may be, Messrs. 
Charles, James, and John Stallibrass, than whom there 
were no better men to hounds. Mr. Woodbridge, of 


Dunmow, a partner in Hoare's brewery, and Mr. A. A. 
Hankey, whose horses stood at Epping, were also promi- 
nent supporters of the Hunt. This Mr. Woodbridge, or 
another Essex sportsman of the same name, afterwards 
managed a pack of foxhounds at St. Omer, which showed 
very tolerable sport, and killed a great many foxes. The 
London side of the country was represented by Ball 
Hughes (known as the " Golden Ball," who, according 
to Capt. Gronow, rolled along much more evenly when 
some of the gilt had been rubbed off) of Chigwell. 

The London contingent included a salesman from 
Smithfield; a tobacconist from Shoreditch, and a fishmonger 
from Piccadilly; the last named was especially smart on a 
good sort of horse, but Mr. Conyers once said : " Take the 
hounds home; there is no scent — ^the country smells 
of fish." 

There were also horse dealers, such as Haynes, of 
Riding House Lane, well known about London, with his 
blue coat and brass buttons, and adviser to the Master in 
horse buying, and George Orbell, who always turned out 
as well as anybody. These knowing ones shared with 
John Wright, the pad-groom, an immunity from the abuse 
which Mr. Conyers showered upon the rest of the field. 

We trust that room was found in the pictures for 

MR. cowers: his subscribers and strong language. S'J 

Mr. John Nesbitt, the secretary of the hunt, whose 
name appears on the testimonial to Mr. B. B. Quare, 
mentioned in a later chapter. 

Mr. Sheffield Neave vouched for this gentleman's 
efficiency by noting in his diary how he was bothered con- 
fidentially about making up a purse for Mr. Conyers, but 
on finding that the applicant was "treasurer of the black 
collars " (the Essex Hunt costume of that day) he "set it 
down to the duties of the office." White collars were 
afterwards substituted for the earlier black ones; but were 
abandoned when it was discovered that the Pytchley had 
a prior claim to their use. 

The story goes that Mr. Conyers would stand in a 
gateway, as the field passed through, and make very audible 

comments a la Jorrocks, such as, " There goes a d d 

good fellow, he gives me five and twenty pounds ; " " There 
goes a tenner;" "That is a fiver;" or, "Here comes a 
beggar who gives me nothing at all." In extenuation of 
the strong language he sometimes used Mr. Conyers was 
wont to say that when he was a young man in the Cold- 
stream Guards the Sergeant- Major would say to him : 
"Mr. Conyers, hold up your head, sir, and swear at the 
men, or they will not think anything of you." 

On one occasion he stopped the hounds, and directed 


his huntsman to help a follower of the hunt out of a 
ditch, because the dismounted sportsman had that morning 
promised a subscription, and might change his mind. The 
subscription was duly paid, but when the same gentleman, 
whose personal appearance was unfortunate, took too pro- 
minent a place in the field, the Master exhausted upon 
him a copious store of abuse, with the final threat : " If 
you persist in riding over my hounds, sir, I'll have your 
likeness taken." 

Criticism was sharply dealt with by Mr. Conyers, from 
whatever quarter it came. One very rough morning, 
seeing that it would be hopeless to draw until the weather 
improved, he did not arrive with his usual punctuality at 
the fixture. White Roothing. Two of his largest sub- 
scribers ventured a mild protest on behalf of the field, 
assembled in drenching rain. The only reply was an order 
to the huntsman to draw Avesey, a covert at least seven 
miles distant, whither the Master drove in his yellow post- 
chaise. That famous covert was drawn blank, but Mr. 
Conyers's resources were not exhausted. He had brought 
with him, in a basket, a fox captured in a pit-fall trap in the 
warren near Copt Hall. This was enlarged outside the 
covert and killed in the open after a good run. 

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such ;is these were part of his nature. He was suspected 
of payii\(i- off a grudge against a neighbouring M.F.H. by 
a raid upon his country. An old Puckeridge fox hunter 
who is still living remembers meeting with Mr. Conyers's 
hounds rmming from Northey Wood, Anstey, to Cave Gate, 
on the Barkway Road. The huntsman was recognised by 
the fact that he rode a grey horse and carried a round horn 
on a shoulder belt. They killed near Cave Gate, and the 
few remaining men, including Sir John Tyrrell, adjourned 
to Puckeridge with the hounds for the night. Mr. Conyers 
alleged that he came a long way to Hadham Park, thence 
to Hormead, and changed. Though it was felt that he was 
hardly within his sporting rights in getting to Hadham, no 
one complained, as it was all set down to his love of 
an adventure. If, as we have seen, the Squire had his 
faults, he also had his good points, one of them, and that 
not the least important, being his anxious care for the 
farmers. On one occasion when his hounds met, he pre- 
faced the proceedings of the day by presenting a silk 
dress to the wife of each farmer in the district, saying 
that the ladies must be propitiated before hunting could 

In spite of Mr. Conyers's rough tongue, the sport 
which he showed was sometimes shared by a stray 


Londoner, in search of a day's foxhunting. Amongst 
those who had an occasional day out with the Essex 
was Mr. Georsfe Moore, the Cumberland lad whose un- 
flagging energy gained him a partnership in the great 
firm of Copestake, Moore and Crampton, of Cheap- 
side, and a biography by Dr. Smiles. In 1841 Moore 
was thirty-five years old, and had given up travelling for 
his firm to take a seat in the warehouse. The change 
to a sedentary life in London, with little exercise, made 
him hasty and irritable. He could not sleep at nights, and 
suffered from excruciating headaches. He took his business 
to bed with him, and rose up with it again in the morning. 
Everything else was prospering with him. Life was the 
same as before, but he could not enjoy it. 

He consulted Sir William Lawrence, who said, " You 
have got the City disease — working your brain too much, 
and your body too little. Physic is no use in your case ; 
your medicine must be in the open air. Can you ride ? " 
Moore answered that he had been used to a horse's back 
when he was a boy. "Well," said Sir William, "you had 
better eo down to Brighton and ride over the downs ; 
but mind you don't break your neck out hunting." 

Following this advice, Mr. George Moore went to 
Brighton with his wife, and in a month was able to ride his 


hired horse with comfort after the Brighton Harriers. He 
returned to London, and shortly afterwards took his first 
day's fo.\hunting. He sent his horse on overnight, and set 
off next morning at six o'clock to hunt with the Essex at 
Ongar. The day was fine, and a fox was soon found. 
The first fence was a rotten bank, and the horse tumbled 
back into the ditch with his rider under him. When they 
had both struggled out, George Moore's white cords were 
covered with mud, but his blood was up. He remounted, 
and, setting his horse vigorously at the fence, got safely 

From that moment forward George Moore remained 
a huntinof man, but it was lonaf before he became a suffi- 
ciently good rider to avoid frequent falls when the hounds 
ran straight and fast. Before the end of his first run he 
had fallen seven times ; Mr. Conyers rode up to him, and, 
noticing his bleeding face, smashed hat, and muddy 
breeches, exclaimed : " Young man, you have more pluck 
than judgment. Take care that you don't break your 
neck some day." 

As Mr. Moore's mount was a hirelins: and gave him 
seven falls, it is no wonder that for the future he followed 
hounds on a horse of his own, but the Essex was not the 
pack he selected ! 


George Moore was a very religious man. He mentions 
that tlie only thing he could find to say against foxhunting, 
condemned by most of his Exeter Hall friends, was that he 
could not help thinking about Saturday's run during Sun- 
day's sermon. 

Jem Morgan, as we have already seen, did good 
service to Mr. Conyers ; but we have no record of sport 
in his time equal to that which was shown by the Essex 
Hounds after he left in 1848. During the latter part, 
the first whip, Will Orvis, became huntsman, and showed 
first-rate sport ; in fact, good runs took place almost as 
often as he had the horn at his saddle-bow. 

Not the least appreciative of his followers was a future 
master of the Essex hounds, the present Lord Rookwood, 
then Mr. Selwin. Between Copt Hall and Down Hall, 
the entente cordiale had not, for some reason or other 
obtained to the extent which both houses probably wished ; 
but the appearance in the field of Sir John Selwin's son 
was cordially welcomed by the " Squire" as an indication 
that the friction of the past was to be forgotten. Mr. 
Conyers and his future successor were soon on the very 
best of terms, and the character of the sport in which both 
participated may be judged of by Lord Rookwood's de- 
scription of a capital run seen but by a few, from the High 


Woods at Dunmow over the cream of the Roothinos, when 
the fox was pulled down ui a farm yard at High Laver. 

"The huntsman was drawing the High Woods from 
the Dunmow Road up to the Park at Easton, and the 
hounds divided, the larger portion of the pack coming away 
at the bottom of the covert, without huntsman or whip, and 
streaming away at once in the direction of Little Canfield. 
Miss Reynolds, who was afterwards Mrs. Sullivan, Stalli- 
brass, another man, whose name I forget, and myself were 
lucky enough to get away with them, and we had a glorious 
run alone with them all through, without the hounds being- 
lifted or helped at all, till they pulled him down, a whip 
being the first of the others to come up, about ten minutes 
after the obsequies had been performed. Such a run is a 
recollection for a life." 

About this time a famous " bob-tailed " fox gave 
run after run from Row Wood, always taking the same 
line by Man Wood, Brick-kilns, Moreton Wood, antl 
Blake Hall into Ongar Park Wood, whence he contrived 
to make his way in safety back to Row Wood, being 
invariably lost near Bobbingworth Mill on the return 
journey. His reputation was so great that men came 
out on their l)est horses when it was known that- Row 
Wood was to be drawn ; and, on i)articularly good 


scenting days, the Squire used to take his hounds great 
distances out of their intended draw in order to hunt 
him. Mr. Conyers used to say that he would have given 
one hundred guineas to l^ill this crafty fellow ; but, 
unlike Mr. Meynell under similar circumstances, he would 
not take advantage of the fact that the fox always 
returned to Row Wood on the same night after being- 
hunted. At last the fatal day came. His stealthy 
retreat towards home was noted by a sportsman who 
had been thrown out in the run ; hounds were holloaed 
on to his line and ran into him. 

Another good run, which took place in February, 
185 1, was described in doggerel verse, by a rhymester who 
told how — 

On Saturday week, at the Willingale meet, 

A large field assembled for no common treat. 

The Lord and Fred. Petre, from Hertfordshire some, 

And many who had a long distance to come ; 

Colvin, Tufnell, and Woodbridge, besides many more, 

Whom I had not the pleasure of seeing before. 

'Twas as cheerless a morning as ever was seen, 

With the wind from the east most forbiddingly keen. 

We found him at Barnish, a quarter past two ; 

He was off like a shot, the hounds all but in view. 

One twang of Will's' horn — but ere that blast was blown. 

The fox across fifty broad acres had flown. 

' Will Orvis, the huntsman. 


With a side wind to fan them, the sun in their face, 

Heads up and sterns down, the pack set-to to race. 

The country rides Hght, on we merrily sail, 

Till we come to the meet of the morn, Willingale. 

Some few knowing old-uns, who made for Skreens Park, 

Might as well have been home in their beds or the dark. 

For here he completelv upset calculation, 

Quite as much as the Ministers' late resignation. 

He turned sharp to the right, down to Roden's broad river. 

Which set most of the field in a funk and a shiver. 

A bold farmer plunged in, and got out th' other side, 

But few were like him so determined to ride. 

The rest fought away, quick as thought, to the mill. 

While the fox was viewed climbing the opposite hill. 

The miller on high, where he stood with his sack. 

Saw the hounds, true as steel, running close on his track. 

Now through Beauchamp Roothing, and on by the Wood End, 

Away by Long Barns up to Abbots we bend. 

There are not half a dozen men near to the hounds. 

There is no need to tell them to ride within bounds. 

Away by White Roothing, still onward we go. 

Passing by many places which I do not know. 

Here he bears to the right, and by some lucky cast, 

A portion of wanderers come up at last. 

There is no time to hear what has caused their delay, 

For Reynard through Aythorp has taken his way. 

" Oh, don't press the hounds, sir, but let them alone, 

I pray you," cried Will, " and the fox is our own." 

High Roothing is reached, but his strength fails him fast ; 

He runs short and shorter, he cannot long last. 

He hears every moment the blood-thirsty pack 

Draw nearer and nearer, with death on his track. 

One rush — and it's over ; no struggle nor cry. 

He dies in the open, as good foxes die. 

Feb. 22, 1851. 


Later in the same year (1851) the Master received a 
testimonial from the Essex Hunt. The gift was a hand- 
some piece of plate showing the treeing of a fox, with a 
group made up of Mr. Conyers, Jem Morgan and Will 
Orvis, with favourite hounds and horses. 

The presentation took place at a dinner at the Shire 
Hall, Chelmsford, at which two hundred guests were present, 
the chair being taken by Mr. Thomas William Bramston. 
The speech in which Mr. Bramston presented the testi- 
monial, and the reply of Mr. Conyers, are worth quoting : 

The Chairman said : If I felt that the success of the 
toast which it is now my duty to offer to you depended 
in any degree on the manner in which I might be enabled 
to introduce it, I should be dismayed by the difficulty of 
the position I occupy. But when I look round me on the 
guests who are assembled at these tables — when I observe 
the bright look of animation which beams on every coun- 
tenance in anticipation of the sentiment which you all know 
is about to be proposed, I feel I need have no difficulty in 
at once submitting to your notice the toast I have before 
me, which is no other than the " Health of our guest of 
the evening, Mr. Conyers." Gentlemen, the manner in 
which you have received that name shows me that I formed 
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gentleman whom we are this night assembled to compli- 
ment. If it be asked whv his name has been g-reeted with 
such enthusiastic acclamations, it will not be difficult to 
answer. The reason is, because he has at all times pro- 
moted to the utmost of his power, in his own district, the 
national sport of this country. Gentlemen, we hav^e a 
right to call it our national sport, because not only is it 
embraced and enjoyed by all classes in this country, but it 
is either not understood or not appreciated by any other 
nations on earth. Though I now appear before you in a 
black coat, I remember the time when I wore scarlet. At 
that time I recollect once having met a foreigner at a fox- 
hunt. The horses and dogs were in the best of spirits, 
the sky was everything that it ought to be, and everything 
looked promisingly, and augured a good day's sport ; but 
there occurred one of those untoward accidents which it is 
impossible to foresee or provide against, and the fo.\ was 
chopped in cover. My friend the foreigner thereupon 
turned to the Master of the Hountls (it was in another 
county than this) and exclaimed : " Oh, my lord Duke, I 
congratulate you on having kilktd that animal so soon, and 
with so little trouble. " But, though foreigners cannot 
understand it, it is a sport which affords enjoyment to all 
classes of people in this country. In this respect it has a 



decided advantage over racing. x^t Newmarket, when 
races of the greatest interest are run — races on which 
enormous sums are staked, and for which the best cattle in 
England are entered — the peasantry who are engaged in 
agricultural pursuits in the vicinity of the course scarcely 
think it worth their while to turn their heads from their 
ploughs and harrows to see how the contest proceeds ; but 
when a fox is out, Hodge, the instant that he is aware of the 
fact, quits his ploughs, and harrows, and all, and away he 
scampers after the hounds. This shows how exhilarating 
and delightful a sport it must be. But its advantages are 
numerous and important. It is not that the physical frame 
of man is invigorated by it, and his intellect made clear 
and strong, but by means of this noble amusement habits 
are acquired which fit a man for the creditable discharge of 
other and more important duties. Depend upon it, no 
successful foxhunter was ever a fool. He must not only 
be a man of sense, but he must have a good eye, a ready 
hand, a cool head ; he must be capable of enduring great 
fatigue ; he must, above all, have great nerve, and an un- 
swerving determination to accomplish the object he has in 
view, no matter what difficulties and obstacles may present 
themselves in his way. It is upon these qualities that the 
national character of Britons is based. But, to return to 


the topic which more immediately concerns us ; I would 
remind you, gentlemen, that we are assembled to pay a 
tribute of respect and esteem to Mr. Conyers, who, for 
forty-eight years of his life, has been the Master of a 
pack of foxhounds. We have heard of the father of the 
Bar, and the father of the House — but here, gentlemen, 
is the father of the chase. It is a proud thing to think 
that the county should have come forward thus enthu- 
siastically to testify their regard for one who has so long 
and so earnestly contributed to its amusement. He does 
not now ride as hardly as he once did, but he still sym- 
pathises in the noble pastime which he for so many years 
so actively enjoyed ; and even now, in our most eventful 
runs, when the hounds are suddenly at fault, how often do 
we hear the voice of my old friend just at that critical 
moment when it is most required. We know not from 
whence it comes, but we know that at that critical moment 
when the voice, and instruction and intelligence of a Master 
are most needed, there he is to befriend us, and to restore 
the fallen fortunes of the chase. Mr. Conyers, I wish you 
a long and happy life, and in the name of the committee 
and of a most respectable list of subscribers of all ranks 
and classes in the county, I have the honour to request 
your acceptance of the piece of plate which stands in the 
centre of this hall. 


The presentation was then made amid shouts of 
" Yoicks " and "Tally-ho," which were renewed when Mr. 
CoNVERS rose to reply. He said : Mr. Chairman and 
Gentlemen, I call this the very proudest day of my life. 
That in the capital town of the county to which I belong" 
I should be so received — in so enthusiastic a manner — with 
such kind compliments, and with everything done in so 
superior a manner, is a circumstance so extremely gratifying 
that if I had not the nerves of a fo.xhunter I should not be 
able to speak. But, gentlemen, I can assure you. with the 
most unaffected sincerity, that I do not remember, at any 
period of my life, to have experienced such gratification as 
I now feel ; and I do tell you, upon my honour, that my 
heart is as full as the brimming glass in which I have the 
honour of now drinking all your good healths. I can 
only say that I most sensibly appreciate your kindness, and 
that, as I have already stated, I feel that this is, beyond 
comparison, the proudest and happiest day of my life. I 
consider that the kindness you have bestowed upon me is 
more than I deserve. But I do assure you that I most 
entirely coincide with your excellent Chairman in his ad- 
miration of foxhunting, and that I cordially concur with 
him in the opinion that (31d England is the only nation in 
the world which properly enjoys, and is capable of properly 


appreciating, that noblest and most gallant of sports. No 
other country in the world is capable of understanding, 
much less of practising, a pastime which has this great and 
peculiar characteristic, that it equally contributes to the 
enjoyment of the rich and of the poor, of the exalted and 
of the lowly. No other country but England knows any- 
thing of a sport which allows a chimney-sweep or the 
lowest man of the community to ride by the side of a 
duke. The humblest man in the population, provided only 
he be decent and well-behaved, ma\- ride by the side of a 
duke when both are in pursuit of the fox, but in what other 
country but dear Old England could such a sight be seen? 
When I come to think of the blessings of foxhunting I 
have no language to do justice to the subject. It is easy to 
talk ot love and its sweet return, but what is there that pro- 
motes love, and kindness, and benevolence, and benignity, 
and everything that is good, genial and kindhearted 
amongst countrymen and neighbours like foxhunting ? At 
a foxhunt men of the most opposite opinions — men who, on 
questions of religion and politics, have scarcely one senti- 
ment in common — Whigs, Tories, Radicals, and anything- 
arians can mingle together with as much harmony, good- 
humour and good-fellowship as if they had been all their 
lives on terms of the most cordial unanimitv and the most 


ardent sympathy. .Serious people, who look upon religion 
as a matter of gloom, occasionally say to me, " How 
wicked it is to hunt." No later than yesterday morning a 
very great lady, whose name I will not mention, said to 
me, " How very wicked it is of you to hunt a fox." 
"What, madam," said I, "to see all my friends and neigh- 
bours thronging round me to enjoy a manly, healthful 
recreation — with happiness beaming upon every brow and 
a smile upon every lip — how can that be wicked ? " The 
lady seemed to feel the justice of my statement, but she 
took advantage of my infirmity and told me that I swore 
when I hunted. Well, perhaps I have done so before 
now, but I told her what is the fact, that I nevertheless 
retjard the swearing with as much disfavour as herself, 
and so I do. Swearing is a vulgar and ungentlemanlike 
habit. I oucjht to be ashamed of it, and so I am. I will 
endeavour never to do so any more ; indeed, I have 
almost taken an oath never to do such a thino- aofain. 
But the fact is, a habit that one has contracted very 
early in life is not very easy to be got rid of How- 
ever, I can declare with all sincerity, that there is 
not a serious person in the country who disapproves 
of swearing more strongly than I do ; and I could 
wish to impose a fine upon myself for every time that 


I indulge in an oath. But as for foxhunting-, I will 
ever maintain the blessings it confers on a country are 
great and numerous. It encourages bravery, courage, 
and enterprise in a people ; and, above all things, it pro- 
motes kind feeling and good-fellowship. Whigs, Tories, 
and Radicals may look darkly and sulkily at each other, 
when they meet in the street, but the moment that the 
fox has burst cover, ill-will is forgotten, and mutual 
animosities are flung to the wind. It would be difficult 
to find in any country a better man than our chairman, 
and yet where will y(ju find a man who has a more 
enthusiastic admiration of foxhuntino: .'' He thinks with 
me, that foxhunting is not only a very delightful, but also 
very honourable and useful amusement for the nation at 
large. In support ot that opinion we have the authority 
of as great a man as the Duke of Wellington himself, who 
is reported to have said, " Give me a foxhunter, because 
he knows the line of a country, and makes the best 
officer I can have under my command." A genuine fox- 
hunter of the right sort, who is determined to get 
over the country, and who has a good eye, a strong 
hand, a clear head, and a firm heart, makes one of 
the best officers that ever wore a sword ; and that this is 
true, I will appeal to the hero of Waterloo against the 


foolish objections of those serious gentlemen who mean 
well, but do not know what they are talking about. If 
they say that foxhunting is against religion, they 
advance an assertion from which I beg leave respectfully 
to dissent. I have my clogs and my sins — the former I 
like, the latter I am sincerely sorry for ; but we are not 
all born with the same dispositions, and what is hateful 
to these serious gentlemen is delightful to me. Many 
good qualities combine to constitute a genuine fox- 
hunter. Of these, the first and most essential, is good- 
humour. And here I must confess to my own 
deficiency ; m)' temper is not the most amiable in the 
world, bu'. my ebullitions of temper only last for a 
moment, and when they are over I would not hesitate 
to clasp to my bosom the very persons to whom I 
may have spoken most roughly. And now, gentlemen, 
I beg you will allow me to offer you my warmest and 
most heartfelt thanks for the magnificent piece of plate 
you have done me the honour to present to me. I 
shall value it to the last moment of my life, and this 
happy day I shall always regard as the proudest and 
most glorious of my existence. You have done me a 
greater honour than I could ever have hoped to have 
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heart, and I feel peculiarly grateful to the committee 
who have exerted themselves so energetically, and have 
got up this entertainment in so admirable a style. 
With all mv heart I thank you all. I am threescore 
and ten, and must soon take my departure ; but it is 
consolatory for me to know that I leave behind me 
young, noble, and high-spirited men, who will do better 
with a pack of hounds than I can. I can say, howe\-er, 
with all truth and sincerity, that I never spared either 
trouble or expense to uphold, in a becoming manner, 
our great national sport. I have spent one hundred 
thousand pounds on that noble amusement, but 1 have 
been supported in such a flattering manner by the 
county that I cannot regret having done so. I can 
only hope that it will please God to continue my 
health to me (I am glad to say I am getting the better 
of my fall), and that I may again enjoy in your society 
the noble sport to which we are all so much attached. 
May God bless you all — yourselves, your families, and 
all that are dear to you, and may you be happy for 
ever I 

So far as can be gathered, Mr. Conyers, sharpened 
up probably by his periodical visits to the Midlands in 
his soldier days, was somewhat of a " dashing " horseman 


while a young- man ; but on settling down for good in 
Essex he seems to have no longer carried a spare neck 
in his pocket, but adopted a style of riding like that 
affected by John Warde, the "father of foxhunting." 
He smuggled his horse over a country rather than 
crammed him along, and as his years and weight in- 
creased, this style of riding became more and more 
pronounced, until at last he put on so much fiesh as to 
render straight going out of the question. On more 
than one occasion he had paid visits to Devonshire, 
and the practice of " turning over," so common over 
the great earthworks of the west, appears to have com- 
mended itself to him ; at any rate, he adopted it, and, 
with his intimate knowledge of his own country and the 
run of his foxes, it enabled him to see most of the fun 
without doing much jumping. Riding to hunt, he would 
generally see the best of even a quick five and twenty 
minutes, and if after a very fast thing, some of the 
thrusters would remark, "We've done the old fellow this 
time, I fancy," the "old fellow" would be seen sitting 
in his saddle quite calm and collected, without having 
turned a hair. Those who knew the knack he possessed 
of getting to hounds were never surprised at seeing him 
appear at any moment. It was a case of Assheton Smith, 


senr., over again. " How I wish your father had seen 
this run," someone remarked to the Assheton Smith, after 
a brilHant hunt. " Depend upon it he has," was the son's 
observation, and the old gentleman at once came forward 
to report himself. Mr. Fenwick Bisset, too, for so long a 
time the successful Master of the Devon and Somerset 
Staghounds, though riding about two and twenty stone, 
had the most marvellous knack of getting to the end of 
the longest and the fastest run. 

The time came, however, when Mr. Conyers was 
obliged to abandon the saddle, and then for a time he 
hunted on wheels ; but even this was at last bevond his 
powers. Nevertheless, as was the case with Assheton 
Smith, his interest in the doings of his hounds never 

In his last illness Will Orvis was sent for to his bedside, 
on returning from hunting, to give him an account of what 
had taken place. One evening when his strength was 
failing fast the huntsman told how, after an extraordinary 
run, the fo.x had entered the covert of Canfield Hart, with 
hounds close at his brush, and not a hound could speak to 
the line afterwards. When Will came to this part of his 
story, the Squire, having listened with much attention, and 
without uttering a word, exclaimed, " Will, why did you not 


hold them on to Canfield Thrift? " He, died on March 31st, 
1853, and persons now Hving vouch for the story that 
duriny his last hours his hounds uttered a low mournful 
howl as if aware that they were about to lose their old 

There is an old foxhunting saying that foxes always 
run to a dying man, and it certainly received what would 
appear to be a striking confirmation in the case of Mr. 
Conyers, as shortly before his decease, and while he was 
confined to his bed, hounds thrice ran to within a gunshot 
of Copt Hall. On one occasion hounds ran from Ongar 
Park Wood to Epping Plain. There the scent failed 
altogether, but a friendly holloa showed that the fox had 
run the road for a short distance, and hounds eventually 
succeeded in hitting off the fox on the right of the road 
— towards Copt Hall. The fox had lain down, and on 
being: fresh found ran as straioht as an arrow for the 
house, and was pulled down just outside the gates. On 
another occasion the pack had drawn a long stretch of 
country blank ; but a fox jumped up in a field near the 
Wake Arms and ran to the stables at Copt Hall, where 
he was lost, and thirdly, a fox from Latton Park went 
straight for the house. 

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him, uikI upon his death his hunt-servants were dismissed 
and the horses and hounds were sold at Tattersall's. 

Nearly twelve years after the death of " the Squire," 
his last huntsman. Will Orvis, lost his life whilst followino- 
the hounds in a disaster unparalleled in the history of fox- 
hunting. He had exchanged the ploughs of Essex for 
those of Yorkshire, and entered the service of Sir Charles 
Slingsby, Master of the York and Ainsty Hounds, and one 
of the best gentlemen huntsmen that ever lived On 
February 4, 1869, a fox from Monckton Whin, after giving 
an hour's twisting run at a tremendous pace, attempted to 
cross the river Ure at Newby Ferry just in front of the 
hounds. The river was very high from floods, and the fox 
and all of the hounds were carried over Newby W^eir ; but 
they all g<Jt out safely, and the hounds took up the scent 
immediately on the opposite side. A ferry boat was at 
hand, and this was entered by Sir Charles Slingsby, Or\'is, 
Sir George Wombwell, and about ten others with their 
horses. The horses became restive, and the boat capsized, 
with the result that the Master and Orvis, and four others 
were drowned. The rest contrivetl to reach the shore, but 
even Sir George Wombwell ne\-er had a narrower escape 
— though he had formed one of the gallant .Six Hundred 
at Balaclava. 


The Essex Hunt {Continued) — Mr. Henley George 
Greaves and his Huntsman, John Treadwell. 

Upon the death of the Squire of Copt Hall the 
Mastership of the Essex Hounds was undertaken by Mr. 
Henley George Greaves, who had seen sport in many 
counties. He was about thirty-five years of age, and 
rode wonderfully straight to hounds, though even at that 
early age his weight was enormous. He had been Master 
of the Cottesmore for five seasons, living at Cottesmore 
Hall, and had then removed to Harrington Hall and taken 
the Southwold Hounds. In consequence of numerous 
blank days he left Lincolnshire at the end of his first 
season and came into Esse.x. He and his family lived at 
Marden Ash, Ongar, while his horses and hounds were 
lodged at Myless, where Mr. Sheffield Neave's stag- 
hounds had formerly been kennelled and where Mr. 
Harding Newman had been. 


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The new Master arrived in Essex fully provided with 
hounds, horses and hunt servants. The hounds were 
descendants of his Cottesmore pack, including the pick 

Heni.ev (Ikorck (".reaves. 

of the Badsworth, which Mr. Greaves had purchased 
from Lord Hawke. The horses were seasoned hunters 
accustomed to carry their ponderous rider straight. The 


huntsman was John Treadwell, son of James Treadwell, 
huntsman to Mr. J. Farquharson, who hunted nearly all 
Dorsetshire. He was three years younger than his 
master. They were both born at Kingston Bagpuze in 
Berkshire, and Treadwell, who had served Mr. Greaves as 
whipper-in with the Cottesmore and Southwold, came with 
him into Essex, while the first whip was the famous Dan 
Berkshire. Treadwell killed his first Essex fox at Pyrgo 
Park. It was a tremendously hot morning, and Mr. 
Greaves said : " You are beat, Treadwell," but he answered, 
" I will not go home without him ; " and then a single 
hound, Marksman, caught him and held him firmly until 
the body of the pack came up. 

During Mr. Greaves's Mastership the country was 
regularly hunted three days a week, the fixtures being 
advertised. For the meets north of Dunmow a hound-van 
was provided. The Master's son, Mr. George Greaves, 
who has a keen recollection of hunting in Essex as a small 
boy, says : "Treadwell drove the van with a pair of horses 
from Myless to Ongar, where my father added leaders and 
drove it himself (he was a fine four-horse coachman) to 
Dunmow, and back the same way, taking the leaders off at 
Marden Ash, where we lived, and Treadwell driving the 
pair back to Myless. I 07icc went, when I was about 


eleven years old, and shall never forget it. It was the 
worst night they ever had. I believe we were four hours 
in getting home h^oni Dunmow ; a perfect hurricane 
was blowinof. and we reached Marden Ash about eight 
or nine o'clock at night. Mr. Westwood Chafy drove 
behind the van and made Dan Berkshire, who had a 
seat hung on at the back, show his bull's-eye lantern all 
the way. We stopped at the King W^illiam for a glass 
of hot brandy and water a- piece, and my hands were 
so cold that 1 could not hold the glass ; I well remember 
Treadwell helping me to hold it to my lips whilst 1 drank 
the contents." 

On these expeditions to the North country, Treadwell 
became "one of the family." A stranger who called for 
dinner at the .Saracen's Head, in Dunmow, was asked 
il he was a member ot the Essex Hunt, the reason of the 
enquiry being that he was told Mr. Greaves andJ/r. Tread- 
well were having a roast sucking pig upstairs, if he liked to 
join them ! 

-Mr. Westwood Chafy, of Bowes, Ongar, to whom 
Mr. George Greaves refers, was a well-known follower of 
the Essex Hounds with Mr. Conyers and the Rev. Jose])h 
Arkwright, as well as with Mr. Henley Greaves. Though 
he was a very heavy man and a hard rider, his horses 



lasted wonderfully. The following epitaphs are inscribed 
upon their graves : — 

" To Bendigo by Sir Hercules, a favourite hunter 
of West wood Chafy, Esq., hunted three hundred 
days in thirteen seasons, from 1848 to 1861, died 
January 19th, 1866, aged 27." 

" To Free Trade by Theon, the most favourite 
hunter of Westwood Chafy, Esq., hunted four 
hundred and four days in thirteen seasons, from 
1853 to 1866." 

" To Don Juan, a favourite hunter of Westwood 
Chafy, Esq., hunted three hundred and fourteen 
days in nine seasons, from 1858 to 1867." 

Through no fault of Mr. Greaves, his period of 
mastership of the Essex was not signalised by the suc- 
cess that might fairly have been expected. Great was 
the master's knowledge of foxhunting and every- 
thing in connection with it ; very complete was his 
establishment, and the ability of his huntsman, John 
Treadwell, who had previously proved himself to be a 
first-class man, was unquestioned ; yet a partial failure has 
to be recorded. It has been said that the fact of his 
owning no land in the county was against him. It 
may have been ; but it would not be difficult to com- 
pile a list of a hundred masters before Mr. Greaves's 

"I dursn't lose him." 115 

time who, in their respective countries, were in the like 
predicament. Colonel Cook, for example, was equally 
lacking in acres. In Mr. Greaves's case, however, 
there seems no room to doubt that in some quarters 
he was regarded somewhat in the light of an intruder, 
and was denied that fair chance without which not even 
a heaven-born sportsman can succeed. His havino- 
to succeed Mr. Conyers may have had something to 
do with the feeling which in some districts almost 
savoured of open hostility ; but the important fact 
remains that foxes were not plentiful, and Treadwell 
had to work hard and make the utmost of every 
slight chance in order to silence the " I told you so " 
school, who were ready and willing to find fault. 

The story runs that one day towards the close of a 
long hunting run, when scent was failing, some sym- 
pathiser remarked to the huntsman, "Treadwell, I'm afraid 
you will lose your fox " ; whereupon he replied at once, as 
though the idea were the last that could present itself to 
his imagination, " Lose him, sir, why, I dursn't lose him ; I 
don't know where to find another." History, unfortunately, 
does not say how this {particular run ended ; but many a 
good day's sport in Essex proved that Treadwell was a 
wonderful huntsman, with an instinctive knowledge of the 


run of a fox, and he was, in addition, a brilliant horseman. 
Never was the Essex country so bare of foxes as when he 
left. In great woodlands he was at his best. During one 
season in fifteen visits to the Blackmore High Woods he 
succeeded in bringing to hand fourteen foxes. 

In spite of unfavourable and disheartening sur- 
roundings, Mr. Henley Greaves held on until the close of 
the season 1856-57, when he gave up the somewhat un- 
equal contest in which he had for four years been engaged. 
It was no small compliment to Mr. Greaves's judgment 
that his huntsman and first whipper-in were both thought 
good enough for Leicestershire. They entered the service 
of Lord Stamford, who had the Ouorn, and as huntsman 
to that famous pack John Treadwell showed brilliant 
sport. The horses and hounds sold well at Myless, under 
the hammer of Messrs. Tattersall. The horses numbered 
twenty-two, and half of England's welter weights wanted 
one or more of Mr. Greaves's big horses, which in some 
cases sold for more than their prime cost after seeing ten 
or twelve years' service ; but then, they were up to twenty 
stone! The stud realised over ^2,000, and the hounds, 
some of which were bought by Mr. Joseph Arkwright, 
brought more than ^1,000, both sums being a pretty good 
proof of the material with which Mr. Greaves hunted the 
Essex country. 


As Mr. Greaves's horses stood their work so well, he 
could afford to join in the mirth raised at his gigantic size 
and great weight by the late Mr. Baron Huddleston in a 
horse case tried at Oxford. Mr. Greaves was called as a 
witness to pro\e that the horse about which they were 
bringing the action, which was for a breach of warranty, 
was a "roarer." Mr. Huddleston (then leader of the 
Circuit) was the counsel who cross-examined him. Mr. 
(i reaves proved that he rode the horse, and that he 
"roared" directlv he was set going. Mr. Huddleston, 
manipulating his kid gloves as was his wont, giving a 
malicious look at Mr. Greaves (who filled the witness-bo.\ 
and towered far above the usual standard ot witnesses), 
and making a furtive wink at the jury, with affected ;/«/j't'/t', 
asked : " Did the horse roar, .Sir. betore you got on him ? " 
" Xo," was the innocent re])ly, "certainly not. " Indeed !" 
said Mr. Huddleston. " He couldn't have known you 
meant to ride him, or else he would have roared pretty 

Mr. Greaves, who was an excellent sportsman, a good 
judge of horse and hound, and in many respects qualified 
to discharge the difficult dutic:s of M.F.H., was certainly 
a most unlucky master. With the Cottesmore he did fairly 
well, but with the -Southwold, Essex, and Warwickshire he 


met with oreat difficulties. We have already alluded to 
what beset him in the former countries, and in Warwickshire 
a combination of unforeseen circumstances tended to seri- 
ously discount the success which would in ordinary course 
have been his. Mr. Greaves succeeded Mr. Spencer Lucy 
in 1858, but his three years' rule was not marked by any 
great sport, though he had for huntsman George Wells, a 
first-class man in all respects. There was, however, one 
little incident which served to enliven the three years' 

No greater obstruction than the Queen's highway 
divided the countries of the Heythrop and the Warwick- 
shire ; and it chanced that during a period of five and 
twenty years the Warwickshire Hounds had never forced 
a fox over the border and killed it in the Heythrop country. 
Jem Hills was never tired of telling the Warwickshire 
men that he would have the aforesaid boundary road 
turfed at his own expense, "so that your Warwickshire 
foxes shan't know where we begin." However, during 
the Mastership of Mr. Henley Greaves the spell was 
broken. The Warwickshire found a fox in the never- 
failing Woolford Wood, ran him by Cornwell Park, 
Boulter's Barn, and Sarsden, and killed him within earshot 
of the Heythrop Kennels. The field jogged on to the 


White H;irt to refresh, and it chanced to be the day on 
which the Heythrop Hunt meeting was held. The as- 
sembled company sent for Jem Hills, to whom the brush 
was presented. " I thank you, gentleman," said the e.\- 
cellent huntsman, " I'll have this brush mounted in silver, 
with the inscription, ' This is the brush of the fox which 
took the South Warwickshire five and twenty years to 
kill.' " Subsequently, Jem used to assert that the fo.x was 
only a three-legged one they changed on to, as he had 
missed one from the Norells since that memorable day. 

Resigning the Warwickshire in 1861, Mr. Greaves in 
the same year became master of the Vale of White Horse 
Hounds (since divided into two), having his kennels at 
Lord Bathurst's Park, close to Cirencester. There he 
remained two seasons, and in 1863 he began a three 
seasons' spell with the old Berkshire. Lord Stamford had 
given up the Ouorn about the same time, and John Tread- 
well being out of a berth, he returned to Mr. Greaves's ser- 
vice as huntsman. Mr. Greaves had altosfether eiq;hteen 
seasons' experience as Master of Hounds, his career reading 
thus : — 

The Cottesmore 1847 — 1852 ... 5 seasons 

Southwold ... ... ... 1852 — 1853 ... I season 

The Essex ... ... ... 1853 — 1S57 ... 4 seasons 


Warwickshire ... ... ... 1858 — 1861 ... 3 seasons 

V. W. H. ... ... ... 1861 — 1863 ... 2 seasons 

Old Berks ... ... ... 1863 — 1866 ... 3 seasons 

During the season 1866- 1867 Mr. Greaves hunted from 
Melton Mowbray, and that practically finished his hunt- 
ing career. Subsequently he went to live at Winslow, in 
Buckinghamshire, dying there in 1S72, at the age of 54. 

An opportunity has been afforded us of looking through 
Treaclwell's hunting diaries ; but unfortunately they do not 
recount his experiences in countries other than the Ouorn 
and Old Berkshire, in both of which he was eminently 
successful. He concluded his seven years' engagement with 
Lord Stamford by bringing a fox to hand at Grob\- Slate 
Pits after a run of tw(j hours and three-quarters from 
Gavendon Park. In his ne.\t season he hunted the Old 
Berkshire, and with snow on the ground had a three hours 
run — the first part very fast — from Kingston Spinney to 
Littleworth Station, where they killed. On the retirement 
of Mr. Henley Greaves from the Old Berkshire, Treadwell 
stayed on under the rule of a committee, and afterwards 
when the pack was in the joint mastership of Mr. Martin 
Atkins and Mr. Thomas Duffield, while later on Lord 
Craven became associated with the pack. In 1S82 
Treadwell retired into private life, and he died at King- 



ston Ragpuze early in 1895. To his skill in huntino- 
we have adduced ample testimony, and perhaps he never 
showed to better advantaoe than he did in the Old 

Berks country. Always a cjuick man, his Leicestershire 
experience made him even more so ; and when he came 
to Berkshire Itc at once gained the good opinion of every- 


one. No man could better force the foxes to fly from 
the fastness of Tubney Woods, while if a fox was to be 
found in Bagley Wood, Treadwell was the man to make 
him go. For Tar Wood, a covert near Witney, which 
was neutral with the Heythrop, he had a liking, but he 
was fondest of the Challow Vale. That beautiful green 
district no doubt recalled the green pastures of the Mid- 
lands, and over it he was at his best. Under Mr. 
Thomas Duffield's rdgime he rode, among others, a 
golden chestnut mare and a brown mare with a silver 
tail. He went well on anything ; but when mounted 
on either of these he was hard to beat indeed. 



The new master was a keen foxhunter, an excep- 
tionally fine horseman, and a good judge of horse and 
hound ; but his fame was possibly less known in Essex 


than in Leicestershire, in which county he had, of recent 
years, done most of his hunting ; for, like some ot his 
neighbours, he found it practically impossible to get on 

THE squarson's ITUXTSMAN. 1 25 

with Mr. Conyers. At the time of his succession to the 
mastership of the Essex Houmls he was nearer 70 than 60 
years of ai^e ; but he was stronsj^ and vigorous, his nerve 
was ahnost as good as ever, and he was in every wav fitted 
for his self-imposed task. Witli all speed he set to work 
to build the present kennels near Mark Hall, and appointed 
as his first huntsman Charles Barwick, from the Atherstone, 
a somewhat unlucky choice, as it turned out ; but in Charles 
Shepherd, his first whipper-in, he was more fortunate. 
Shepherd, however, left at the end of his first season, and 
and was replaced by an undoubtedly good man, Tom W'ilson, 
who learned a good deal of his business in the P)urton 
country under Lord Henry Bentinck, from whom he came 
to Essex. 

At the outset, Mr. Arkwright found himself confronted 
with difficulties of no slight kind. John Treadwell, by his 
skill and the knowledge that he had to show as much sport 
as possible with a scant supply of fo.xes, had killed prettv 
well every fox in the country and, it was a long lime Ijefore 
the stock was raised again. Then {Warwick was out of his 
place as huntsman. In kennel he was quite first class ; but 
was .so terribly slack and slow in the lield that the compara- 
tively (cw opportunities vouchsafed to him were neglected. 
His employer apparently regarded him as a nonentity, and it 


became his custom on viewing a fox away, to blow a 
whistle which he carried, and thus get the hounds to him. 
He was not averse to slipping away with the pack, leaving 
his huntsman and the field to wonder where they had gone. 
When sure of a find in some good covert — Row Wood, for 
example — he would have a bye day, announcing his inten- 
tion only as he rode home the night before, so the news did 
not travel very fast or far. The regular hunting days were 
Mondays and Saturdays, with one or sometimes two days 
in the middle of the week. 

For a pack hunting three or four days a week, eight 
blank days, and no more than fourteen brace of foxes brought 
to hand, is not suggestive of much sport, yet that summarises 
what took place during Mr. Joseph Arkwright's first season. 

The second season showed a very little improvement 
on its predecessor. Charles Barwick was still retained as 
huntsman, but his alleged incapacity in the field was again 
the theme of conversation, and was satirised in the following 
letter in the Chelmsford Chronicle (of 26th November, 

" Sir, — About two seasons back you were so obliging as 
to insert a billet from me on a subject upon which I, above 
all animals, am interested ; and now I take up my pen, 
plucked from a goose, boned by your humble servant, to 


give you an account of a day's sport with the humane 
gentlemen who now hunt my native woods. 

" Now, sir, I must first confess myself to be a shifty old 
beggar — not like Othello, for I am 'easily moved.' My 
lodging was the Rodings, but that bloodthirsty Trendwell 
pressed me so hard that I gave him leg-bail, and changed 
my quarters to Harlow Park ; but there my rest was broken in 
upon at times when I least e.xpected to be disturbed from my 
cosy kennel. Comfortably dreaming of midnight plunder, 
and the social science of ' catch who catch can ' — faithfully 
relying upon the far distant ' meet,' where covers are plenti- 
ful and foxes abound — 1 was more than once aroused from 
my slumbers by the twang of the musical Barwick, and forced 
to .seek .safety from my pursuers by a little stiff fencing. 

" This, indeed, was not dangerous, but uncomfortable, 
and some say, unfair ; but any way, not to be endured by an 
old 'un like me, and therefore I hooked it, or moved, or 
whatever my sporting friends may be pleased to call it, and 
settled myself in a country where hitherto hounds have 
seldom drawn — resolving to enjoy the 'otium' without 
the dignity of amusing the Harlovian clique. But ease 
brought on disease ; my blood became foul from the poultry 
I ate, my tongue was furred from the rabbits, and hcjrse- 
flesh produced hypochondriasis. Dr. Wizzel advised e.xer- 


cise, combined with amusement, and knowing that I should 
find a little of the first, and much of the latter, with my 
friends of ' the Essex,' I determined to show them the way, 
on Thursday, the i ith instant, from Kelvedon Common. 

" Well, sir, 10.45 was the hour, and the hounds trotted 
up, full of fettle, and metal, and fire, and brimstone. There 
were twenty-four couples, well adapted to all classes and 
ranks ; the fast and the slow : the light and the heavy, the 
dasher and dweller, racer and galloper, 'Jowler and Tow- 

"Then followed the field, in all its variety; black, pink, 
and the never-to-be-forgotten green. Masters ot hounds 
were there in number four, and a caustic huntsman with 
piercing eye and vicious mien (1 like not thy looks, Abra- 
ham !), and ladies, too, graced the scene with charms not to 
be ' winked at.' 

"From a furze plant hard by I viewed it all (for Dr. 
Wizzel had warned me not to be caught asleep) and .saw the 
interesting cavalcade move off to a neighbouring wood, 
leaving me, to my surprise, unmolested. But I was not to 
be cheated of the healthful amusement recommended by 
my professional friend. I therefore cantered hastily to 
Church Wood, Doddinghurst, in the direction of 'the 
draw,' and showing myself to a screaming clodhopper, soon 


had on my track, two furlongs of hounds, three horns, a 
whistle, besides the clatter of horses, and chatter of men. 
With nothing to fear but a change — for I had two cousins 
on foot — I bided their cominsf, and then breaking, so that 
fair ladies mifjht see and admire, I crossed over the road 
for Stondon Massey, having Myless in view, and so would 
the huntsman. I thought, but, alas ! I had committed a fatal 
error. I had in my retreat threaded a field of white turnips 
— Barwick is fond of turnips — and tor ten whole minutes 
he stood transfixed with admiration ! What were his 
boiled mutton thoughts, I know not ; I could not wait to 
enquire ; but. quietly betaking myself to a snug corner, 
about a mile distant, I waited till the motley crew had 
moved off towards the Harlow kennels I am told by a 
brother Charlie that he met them on the road, and just 
gave them five minutes into a drain, and then all returned 
to their fireside to discuss the day's sport and the price of 

" Now, sir, this is only a type of the usual sport given 
by these hounds, and there are two serious considerations 
with our class — first, whether we can without proper 
exercise, keep up our health and appetites, and secondly, 
if we do, whether, under the circumstances, our royal race 
will be properly maintained in the country. I feel 1 am 



safe where I reside ; but as I know a fox killed is two 
preserved, I fear I shall have to put on mournino-. Insert 
this letter please, sir, for the good of the cause. Perhaps 
you may infuse a little spirit into our good old English 
sport. I hate to see the noble science degraded by the 
slackness of its professors. 

" I am. Sir, 

" Your servant, 
" Park Wood." "Now an Old Fo.x. 

It was at the time an open secret that the writer 
of the above letter was none other than the late Rev. 
F"rederick Fane — the "Parson" Fane of the Essex Hunt. 
Mr. Arkwright did not, of course, relish having his 
establishment thus held up to ridicule, and so what- 
ever may have been Mr. Fane's feelings towards Mr. 
Arkwright personally, it seems pretty clear that the 
master harboured just a slight resentment against the 
interference of his clerical brother. On one occasion when 
the Essex Hounds ran a fox to ground in Poles Wood, 
Mr. Arkwright was for digging him out. Mr. Fane 
protested and high words passed between them. An 
estrangement of long duration followed, but in the end 
they became the best of friends. 



We give a pcirtrait of Mr. Fane, taken in his vigorous 
old age. A great part of his Hie was sp(;nt in the saddle. 

Rev. Frederick F.\ne. 


At the age of six, he broke his leg when taking his first 
lesson in riding, on a donkey, and taught himself to 
read during- his convalescence. So keen was he to show 
sport that he was in the habit of sending round his 
man to stop the earths in the coverts adjoining those 
of which he had the right of shooting. On one occasion 
the man was caught in the act and a row was the con- 
sequence. Throughout his long career in Essex he was 
devoted to foxhunting, and commented freely upon any 
conduct that he regarded as prejudicial to sport. He 
took part in many ways in the life of the county. 
From 1855 to 1890 he held the living of Norton 
Mandeville. Besides being one of the most naturally 
eloquent and effective preachers that ever stood up in 
a pulpit, he was Chairman of the Ongar Board of 
Guardians for many years, and took an active part 
in the Volunteer Movement from its infancy. He died 
in 1894 in the 84th year of age. He continued to hunt 
until shortly before his death, and, in his 80th year, he 
rode through a hunting run of upwards of three hours. 
To the last he would face a jump if necessary ; and 
on one occasion during his last season, he was much 
delighted at "pounding" a companion who was as far 
behind him in years as in courage. We here give a 


portrait of Mr. Fane's daughter, Mrs. Waters. She is 
the only lady now hunting with the Essex Hounds, who 

Mrs. W.\rERS. 


is entitled to wear the Hunt Button by invitation of the 
master. The same right has been conferred upon Lady 
Warwick by her election to the Hunt Club. 

During this second season (1858-9) the weather 
was more open, and there were not so many blank 
days, yet scent was deplorably bad, and so in one 
way and another the tale of sport was not great. 

On February 5th, 1859, the master, after tendering 
his resignation at the Annual Meeting of the Hunt, drew 
Latton and Harlow Parks, Canes Wood, Envilles, 
Brick-kilns and Man Wood all blank, and it was 
necessary to go so far afield as Row Wood in order 
to find a fox. 

Mr. Arkwright's resignation was fortunately with- 
drawn ; Charles Barwick was superseded as huntsman 
by Tom Wilson, and the season 1859-60 brought with 
it better sport. 

A good day's sport is recorded as having attended on 
the opening meet at Matching Green on the unusually 
early date of October 31st, 1859, while other good runs 
took place on January 28th, i860, from Canes Wood (a 
covert whence one of the few good runs of the previous 
season began) ; on February 4th, from Kelvedon Hall, and 
again on March 14th, from Man Wood to Skreens. Of 


these bright moments in a time of considerable dulness, 
the first gallop, of (anuary 2Sth, was one lasting lor two 
hours and twenty-five minutes, the io.\ having run a big 
ring, and returned to Canes Wood, where the hounds 
were whipped off in the dark. The second and third 
runs were not of such long duration, but were straighter 
and faster. 

During the latter part of Mr. Joseph Arkwright's 
mastership the records ot the sport falling to the share 
ot the Essex Hountls are scanty ; but it would appear 
that the stock of foxes, and the number and quality of 
the runs, improved as time went on. The Down Hall 
Coverts, in particular, proved hospitable strongholds, and 
on this subject Lord Rookwood writes : " My father took 
a real pleasure in a find in the coverts, and so tully had the 
vixens realised that Down Hall was a sanctuary that I 
remember coming down during that time one spring with 
my father from London to look after some work he had in 
hand, and sitting in the evening reading in the library, 
when we were disturbed by a game of romps, accompanied 
by squealing untler the floor, which made niy father order 
me to have the boards taken up and terrets put in the next 
morning, as he and I both believed a whole colony of 
rats had in our absence taken possession ; but when I 



carried out the paternal instructions next morning, we 
found not rats, but a litter of cubs which the vixen had 
laid up by the fireplace, having gained access to it 
through an old drain belonging to Mathew Prior's house 
in olden times. Fine little fellows they were, their racing 
each other over the joists under the floor fully accounting 
for the disturbance of the previous night, and I recollect 
one of them gave me no end of trouble before I got him 
from under one of the bookshelves where he had 
intrenched himself 

" Whether from learning, acquired in their proximity 
to the books, they knew their way better across country we 
never ascertained, but the Down Hall library foxes were 
talked of for one or two seasons after that." 

Mr. Arkwright, though a first-rate horseman, always 
came out to hunt, and not merely to ride. One foggy 
morning, when hounds met at the King William, 
he cleverly gave a lesson to some of his hard-riding 
followers. Being much pestered to hunt in spite of the 
fog, he at last said : " Well, if you can keep me in view 
across three fields, 1 will let the hounds go." He started, 
followed by the "field," who viewed him over two fences, 
but at the third he dropped into the ditch, on the far side 
and, having fairly beaten his pursuers, he awaited their 


return to the meet ciiul then pointed out that, as they had 
not succeeded in keeping their elderly master in view, 
hunting in such weather would clearly end in the loss of 
the pack. 

At this period no such things were seen in the Essex 
country as overgrown fields, which in more modern days 
go so far to vex the souls of masters of hounds and farmers. 
Thirty-five years ago the number attending even the most 
popular fixtures rarely e.xceeded sixty, while often thirty 
would have included all present. 

Amongst the hunting farmers the three brothers Reeve 
were conspicuous. John, who lived at High Roding, was 
very fat, and used to drive to covert in an old shandri- 
dan, with a coachman in top-boots. Sam dwelt at Ingate- 
stone Hall ; he was a hard man to hounds anci was very 
well mounted, while Joe lived at Wardens Hall, Willingale. 
Very strong horses were found in his stable, and one of 
them passed to Sir Richard Wallace at the price of three 
hundred guineas. Joe Reeve's domestic arrangements 
were certainly peculiar, as among other unusual things he 
carried on all conversation with his wife through the 
medium of their son, in such fashion as this : — Mr. Reeve : 
" Bill, ask your mother if she'll take some beef." A/rs. 
Reeve : " Bill, tell your father I will, and a piece of the fat." 



The late Mr. H. H. Elder, whose presence for many years 
enlivened the Essex hunting field, was fond of telling- 
how old Joe Reeve once asked a clergyman to refuse the 


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The Sun and Whalebone. 

most sacred rite of the Church to a female parishoner on 
the ground that she had killed a fox ! 

At this period the Essex fields were reinforced by 

THE " C.C. CLUB." T 39 

about fifteen men who hunted trom London, keeping 
about forty or fifty horses between them at Jem 
Cassidy's inn, tlie .Sun ,uk1 Whalebone, near Harlow 
Bush Common, a coaching-house in olden times, and a 
house of note during Mr. Joseph Arkwright's mastership. 
The annual meetings of the hunt were held there, as 
well as the more convivial gatherings of a club formed 
by the London contingent, and known as the "C.C. 
Club " ; the members of that coterie having their own 
cellar of wine, and carrying out the idea of good- 
fellowship introduced into the county, in the form of 
a club by Colonel Cook, as already mentioned. 

Hunters had been stabled at the Sun and Whale- 
bone, by Jem Cassidy, in the later years of Mr. Conyers's 
mastership. One of the early patrons of the house was 
the late Mr. Raincock, whose widow — a sister of Mr. 
George Hart — now living at Ashdon, is as keenly 
interested as ever in the doings of the Esse.x Hounds. 
Half a century ago Mr. and Mrs. Raincock lived at 
Thornton Heath, near Croydon, and it is related of Mr. 
Raincock that on one occasion, when hounds met at 
Canfield Hart, he rode in the morning from -Surrey 
through London to the meet, followed hounds into 
Suffolk, and, changincr horses at Thaxted and at the 


Sun and Whalebone, succeeded in reaching home at 

Jem Cassidy, who had been trainer to Lord 
Exeter, and had done some riding in his time, was a 
thorough Irishman, a wonderful fellow to keep a horse 
on his legs, and he managed his livery business 
and the accommodation for his patrons in a manner 
which gave infinite satisfaction. He used to send his 
own and his guests' horses on to covert, and then, 
clad in his well-known green coat, would drive his 
party on, even though hounds met as far away as 
Thaxted. On returning from hunting Jemmy dined 
with his guests ; the neat-handed Phyllis on these 
occasions being his daughter Mary Ann. She was 
aided by her father, who would rise from his seat 
and render whatever help was necessary tor the success 
of the feast. After dinner Jemmy would again mount 
his 'bus, and drive the party to Harlow Station, whence 
they would travel to their respective homes. 

Amongst the members the " Cock of the Walk " 
was Charley Young, ever well-mounted, and as keen 
as possible on hunting, though seldom in the first 
flight. In the number of his merry companions were 
Sydney Young, Jack Hall, Bobby Rhodes, and above 


all Teddy Boards, of Edmonton. The " Londoners " 
proved hospitable hosts ; and their invitations were 
extended to many an Essex man, particularly Tom 
Mashiter, who was about the hardest man of all 
who threw in their lot with the Essex Hounds in the 
"fifties" and "sixties." He used to dress himself after 
the conventional portrait of John Bull, and was indeed 
a merry soul. On one occasion, when the hounds met 
at Goldings, the worthy Tom refreshed himself with 
good old ale, with which he was imprudent enough to 
mix a iu7nblerful of curacoa. Thus primed he dis- 
mounted at the tree which then stood on the mound at 
the top of Ongar Park Wood, and no amount of ex- 
hortation would induce him to leave the tree. He 
propped himself against it, and in answer to all entreaty 
declared that as he had known the tree well for 
twenty years he was not going to let it fall then ! 

We close our account of the mastership of Mr. Joseph 
Arkwright with the following graphic account of a day 
(February 19th) during the season 1862-3, written by 
Colonel Howard, of Goldings, who was with the hounds 
from find to finish : — 

"The meet was at Kelvedon Common, and punctually 
at eleven our septuagenarian master gave the word and off 


we trotted in hioh spirits to Park Wood, anticipating- a sure 
find. The fates, however, had decreed otherwise, the 
covert having been disturbed the day before by harriers. 
The Kelvedon and Myless Coverts were then drawn with- 
out success, the varmint not being- at home, or at any rate 
not above ground. The Navestock Woods were next tried, 
as usual without success, and the Squire then directed his 
steps to Curtis Mill Green, where — thanks to the watchful 
care of those fine specimens of the sporting British farmer, 
Messrs. Hicks and Miles, we have never visited in vain — a 
brace of foxes are always to be found, often a leash, and 
in that respect the Green under their supervision contrasts 
favourably with the coverts of some of their wealthy neigh- 
bours where we have already twice experienced a blank 

" But to return to Thursday's proceedings : the hounds 
were scarcely in covert when a single challenge, quickly 
followed by the welcome music of the whole pack, pro- 
claimed that the object of our search was there and well 
on foot. One turn round the upper end of the green and 
away at a splitting pace for Pyrgo. Here in bygone days 
was a drain that has often afforded safety to the vulpine 
race, and of this apparently Reynard was thinking ; but a 
' change came o'er the spirit of his dream ' when he found 


it Stopped, and that he must trust to his own speed in the 
open to get clear of his pursuers. The iron fencing about 
here, however, gave him a few moments' law, but the noble 
pack was quickly on his track, and away through Bedfords 
and the lower Havering Woods, thence by Cheese 
Cross, through Gidea Hall, and over the railway towards 
Upminster Common. At Nelmes he appeared to think 
he had gone far enough in that direction, and a sharp 
turn to the left bothered some of those who thought 
they were riding to a straight-going varmint. 

"A gallop across Squirrel Heath and some slow 
hunting across the enclosures brought us to the Romford 
and llornchurch road, where a check of some minutes 
occurred, Init at length they made it out over the road 
and over the brook, and away towards Dagenham. 

" Before reaching this place, however, he turned to the 
right, crossed the railway and the Romford road near the 
Whalebone Gate, and headed for the new enclosures in 
Hainault Forest. .Suddenly changing his mind, however, 
he dodged back, occasioning a check of a quarter of an 
h(jur or more ; but his cunning was of no avail, his line 
was again struck, and the pack, intent upon a late supper, 
unerringly followed him through Pric'sts and on to the 
P)Ower Wood, at Havering. Here he could do no more. 


A turn or two round the wood, and he died as a fox ought 
to die, after a run of three hours and seven minutes. 
Those who persevered to the end, and their name was not 
legion, liad thus a most satisfactory finish to as good a 
day's sport as man need wish to see. 

" Not the least pleasant part of the sight was the ex- 
pression of satisfaction which overspread the face of the 
worthy master as he watched his pets struggling for the 
dainty morsels while the shades of evening fell fast around. 
The distance gone over was not far short of twenty-four 
miles, and great credit must be given to Tom Wilson for 
his perseverance in the face of a not very brilliant scent." 

Within a few davs of this oreat run takinof 
place — a run which had stirred the pulses of the Essex 
sportsmen, and caused them to hold in more esteem 
than ever the venerable master — the annual meeting of 
the Hunt was held. With it came the bad news that 
Mr. Joseph Arkwright had tendered his resignation ; and 
that a reconsideration of his determination was not to be 
looked for was made patent by a letter, penned by his 
son to Bell' s Life, in which the writer stated the country 
would be vacant at the end of the current season. 

Here was something of a poser for the Essex Hunt. 
As the intelligence of Mr. Joseph Arkwright's with- 


drawal fell upon the ears of the assembled members of 
the hunt they could not at once hit upon any county 
man likely to fill the breach. Mr. Perry Watlington 
was spoken of ; but he, perhaps, was more interested 
just then in the Yeomanry, and he had hardly 
worshipped at the shrine of Diana with sufficient fervour 
to make it likely that he would care to fill the 
vacancy. There was Mr. Loftus Arkwright, to be sure, 
living at home ; but he was the fourth son ; and ample as 
were the means of the "Squarson" master, the amount 
of the youngest son's portion might not be sufficient 
to induce him to spend a good deal of it in finding fun 
for others. The three elder sons had settled elsewhere, 
and it was useless to expect that any of them would 
come forward to head the Essex Hunt. The Hunt 
could, of course, invite candidates through the medium of 
advertisement ; but the home counties are, perhaps, less 
tolerant of strangers than are those further afield. More- 
over, the countrv had not forgotten that even so "-ood 
a sportsman as Mr. Henley Greaves had not been 
an unqualified success ; and so they shrank from inviting 
the co-operation of a stranger. In this case, however, 
as in many others, time came to the rescue. Mr. 
Joseph Arkwright's resignation was followed in less than 


a twelvemonth by his death ; when it was found that in 
the most unexpected fashion he had passed over the three 
elder sons, and left the Mark Hall Estate, and a good 
deal more, to his fourth son, Mr. Loftus Arkwright ; and 
that gentleman forthwith became the second of his line 
to rule the fortunes of the Essex Hounds, to the intense 
satisfaction, it is needless to state, of the country. 

For four seasons after the retirement of Mr. Joseph 
Arkwright the hounds continued to be hunted by Tom 
Wilson, who had given such satisfaction under the previous 
regime. Many good runs were enjoyed, the best taking 
place at the end of January in the season 1865-6, when a 
fox found at Garnish Hall Wood, Margaret Roding, took a 
line nearly straight to Good Easter, thence to Mashbury 
Hall, leaving Boyton Hall Wood just on the right, crossing 
Chignal Hall and Gray's Farm on to Bush Wood, through 
Sparrow Hawk Wood to Langley's Park, where he crossed 
the Chelmer — into the East Essex country — crossed the 
Braintree Road between Hyde Wood and Sheepcotes, and 
ran thence nearly straight to Lyons Hall Wood, Great 
Leighs. Hounds hunted their fox right through this large 
covert, brought him back again to where they entered, and 
they managed to pull him over at night fall, though the 
pack was almost as much exhausted as the fox. In this 


run a distance of eleven miles was covered in an hour and 
a quarter. Amongst those present were the master ; the 
Rev. Frederick Fane, accompanied by his daughter (now 
Mrs. Waters), who was taking an early lesson in riding to 
hounds: Mr. G. H. Dawson, the late Mr. H. H. Elder 
and the late Mr. Sam Reeve. 

The following account of this great run appeared in 
the Chelmsford Chronicle of February 2nd, 1866 : — 

"A Capit.vl Day with Mr. Arkwrioht's Hounds. 
" To the Editor of the Chelmsford Chronicle. 

" Sir, — I only venture to trespass on your valuable 
space when we have had a day which really deserves 
rescuing from oblivion, and as last Saturday stands out in 
bold relief from the ordinary ' middling ' and ' fair ' runs 
which people the sportsman's limbo, I trust you will spare 
me a corner. 

" The sport with the Essex Hounds has not been 
brilliant for the last three weeks. For this our energetic 
master is not to blame, for all that a thorough sportsman 
can do to show sport, he does ; nor is it the fault of the 
hounds ; and we must, therefore, ascribe it to very in- 
different scent and the misfortune of seldom finding till 
late in the day. 


" But to return to Saturday's doings. The meet was 
at Willingale ; Spain's Wood, and some small coverts were 
drawn blank, and we then trotted off to the osier bed 
below Skreens Park. Here we found the animal at home, 
and the hounds, after some delay owing to his being- 
headed in the park, got away with him on fair terms, and 
gave us an agreeable gallop of some twenty minutes, when 
we lost him. Barnish was next drawn blank , but the 
hounds were no sooner in at one end of the next covert. 
Garnish Hall Springs, than a fox broke at the other, and 
went away for Leaden at a rattling pace. Being headed 
in his attempt to make Lord's Wood, he turned back to 
Garnish, and thence to the left across the bottom, as if 
High Easter was his point, but turning to the right, he 
went over the hill to Mashbury, apparently with the inten- 
rion of trying the earths by the brook. He altered his 
mind, however, and turning again to the left he ran 
through Bush Wood and on to Langleys Park. Here a 
check of a minute or two brought up some of the strag- 
glers, although the field of 160 with which we started was 
o-reatly thinned, and many of the horses looked as if they 
had already had quite enough. The hounds, however, 
were keen, and quickly picking up the scent, they took his 
line across the river near Langleys mill, and away for 


Hyde Springs and Lyons Hall Wood ; here, finding his 
strength failing, he took to dodging about the covert, 
running the water ditches, and doing his utmost to foil his 
pursuers, but in \'ain, till, finding further efforts useless, 
Reynard, with gallant consideration for the fair sex, gave 
himself up within ten yards of the spot where stood three 
ladies, who had persevered to the end of this brilliant run. 
The time was two hours and five minutes from find to 
finish, and the pace, at times very good, was all through 
quite fast enough in the deep state of the country. 

"Yours obediently, 


At the end of the season 1866-7, both Wilson and 
J. Dent, the first whipper-in, left, the former getting the 
berth ol huntsman to the Ouorn untler the casual master- 
ship ol the unfortunate Marquis ot Hastings, while at 
the termination (jf his brief reign he transferred his 
services to Lord Henry Paget, now Marquis of Anglesey, 
who was hunting the South Stafibrdshire country. 

In the fifth .season of his mastership, therefore, Mr. 
Loftus Arkwright had to cast abcjut for a new huntsman, 
and he exercised a wise choice when he ap|)ointed Stephen 
Dobson, who for a dozen years, during which he carried 


the horn, showed excellent sport. That, however, was 
only to be expected from his " bringing- up," for he had 
learned his business under notable masters. Born at 
Bicester, within earshot of the kennels, the music of the 
hounds fell early on his ear, and like many another success- 
ful huntsman he began in the stable before he addressed 
himself to the details of the kennel. As his father was 
head groom to Squire Drake, who then hunted the Bicester 
country, young Dobson naturally saw and heard a good deal 
of the management of hunters, and when he went for a time 
to ride second horse to Simpson, who then hunted the 
Puckeridge under Mr. Nicholas Parry, he saw something of 
hounds, and a further spell in the same capacity with Squire 
Drake served to enlarge his e.xperience. At the Squire's 
recommendation Dobson went as second whipper-in to 
Lord Rosslyn when that poet-sportsman had the Fife 
country, and when he resigned, Dobson stayed on under his 
successor, Mr. Anstruther Thomson, and his credentials 
when he made a change, to whip-in to Colonel Welfitt, 
with the Rufford, were a reference from Mr. Thomson, in 
these words — "You are worthy of a better place, though 
I shall be sorry to lose you." 

This was "good enough," as the phrase runs, to 
secure Dobson his desired berth, and on Colonel Welfitt's 





rcsio-nation he served the late Mr. Harvey Bayly, going 
from him to hunt the Essex, in the year 1867. 

As already mentioned, Dobson hunted the Essex 
Hounds for a dozen years, and for that period we have a 
complete record of sport in the form of his excellently- 
written and welhkcpt diaries, to which we are largely 
indebted for notes of what tool<^ place. 

The new huntsman's first season in Essex opened well. 

During the first month of regular hunting, a brace 
of foxes on the southern side of the country furnished 
remarkable runs of an hour and a-half and upwards. 
One of them was brought to hand near Brentwood, the 
other witliin two fields of the Laindon Hills, in the 
Union country, twenty-six miles from the kennels. 

Two particularly good runs are recorded in the 
huntsman's diary during the following January : on the 
20th from Kelvedon Hall Wood to a "gentleman's 
garden at Epping, " where they lost their fox ; and two 
days later, from High Roothing Bury Springs, by Row 
Wood and Down Hall to Moor Hall, where they killed 
close to the front door. 

During this season there appears to have been no 
lack of foxes in the country. On January 20th, two 
brace were found in Kelvedon Hall Wood; and during 


much of the run on the 22nd, hounds had a brace in 
front of them. During regular hunting forty-one foxes 
were killed and twenty-three run to ground. 

The latter part of the season (1867-8) was marred 
by a serious accident to the master. It took place on 
the 20th March, 1868, when the hounds met at Colonel 
Howard's for breakfast. The pack were drawing a 
portion of Epping Forest when, on jumping a ditch, Mr. 
Arkwright's horse made a mistake and threw him, planting 
its hind feet on his chest. The master was much hurt, 
and two or three hours elapsed before he was able to be 
removed, first to Epping, and thence to his own house. 

The accident was a very bad one. The master did 
not come out again that season ; and he was unable to 
attend a dinner, given at the close of the season, by the 
principal London supporters of the hunt to the farmers 
over whose lands they most frequently rode ; and who 
mustered at the Town Hall, Chelmsford, to the number 
of over 200. Colonel Howard writes : " The dinner was 
a great success ; and our friends, the farmers, enjoyed 
themselves much ; though the absence of the master took 
some of the gilt off the gingerbread. A good joke was 
told of one of the company. Soon after starting for 
home in his carriage it was evident that the coachman 


had been indulging', not wisely but too well ; and the 
friend who was with him offered to drive him home — - 
putting the coachman inside with his master for safety. 
After a long, bitter cold drive, the friend drove into the 
stable-yard and opened the carriage door, when the 
host, who had been peacefully sleeping whilst his friend 
had been freezing, thinking it was a stoppage at a turnpike 
gate, put his hand in his pocket and said, 'All right, how 
much ? ' " 

Unhappily neither time nor medical skill could undo 
the disastrous effects of what had been brought about on 
Epping F'orest in a few seconds. Mr. Arkwright's injuries 
proved permanent : never again was he seen in the saddle. 
A long period of illness, and the knowledge that his riding 
days were over, would have caused most men to give up at 
once and for ever the onerous task of keeping hounds ; but 
Mr. Arkwright refused to be discomfited, and with " unvary- 
ing kindness," as well as rare public spirit, "kept on the 
country still " for eleven seasons, with Dobson as huntsman. 
Though unable to mount a horse, an ingenious arrangement 
was made in a mail phaeton which enabled the master in 
his chair to be lifted in and wheeled to the front. His 
marvellous knowledge of the country and the run of foxes 
now stood him in good stead, and many a time would the 


field, after much galloping and jumping strike a road to 
find the master's carriagre standincr there, and from him 
came occasionally a hint as to the direction taken by the 

During the season 1868-9 good sport was enjoyed, the 
best run being that of F'ebruary 20th, when a fox jumped 
up outside Norwood and, after a prelimininary excursion to 
Brick-kilns and back, made off again on the same line and 
continued through Man Wood and Row Wood and away 
to Hatfield Heath, where hounds ran into him after a 
first-rate run of one hour and forty minutes. 

1869-70. This season opened disastrously, three 
hounds being lost on the opening day through picking 
up poisoned herrings in a small covert near Brick-kilns, 
which has gone by the name of " Herring Grove " ever 
since. Sport improved at the end of November, good 
runs being obtained on the 26th, 27th, and 29th of that 
month, and on January 5th, hounds ran an Old Park fo.x 
for nearly an hour without entering a covert and with only 
one check, and then changed outside Lord's Wood on to a 
fresh fox which they ran for two hours to near Saling, in 
the East Essex country. In this run many of the field led 
their horses across a very narrow footbridge over the river 
Chelmer. This is the last recorded run from the famous 
"Old Park." 


1870-71. This season was described by the master as 
"the worst on record." Dobson remarks that "scent was 
generally very bad and fo.xes scarce in the Roothings." 
Hunting was much interfered with by the frosts which 
added so terribly to the sufferings of those who experienced 
the Siege of Paris. The run of the season was that of 
February 17th, when in spite of bad scent at first, hounds 
hunted their fox for one hour forty-five minutes from 
Curtis Mill Green and ran into him in Cook's Wood. 

187 1-2. The most noticeable run of this, as of the 
preceding season, was afforded from Curtis Mill Green, by 
a F"ebruary fox which ran by the Bishop's Hall coverts, 
Chigwell Row, Chigwell and just under Buckhurst Hill to 
Woodford Station, where hounds ran into him on the rail- 
way. Other good days during this season were February 
24th, one hour forty minutes from near Weald Coppice to 
outside Kelvedon Hall W'ood ; and on March 2nd, a 
good hour from outside the Maze to near Henham. 

1872-3. This season was remarkable for the extra- 
ordinary endurance of some of the hunted foxes, and for 
the small number of foxes killed. On December 21st, a fox 
found in Witnev Wood, after beincr run quicklv almost to 
Horseley Park and in a ring back to his starting point, went 
away by Norton Church and I'ingrith Hall to Blackmore 


and on through Horseley Park and Bourne Grove, 
along the brook on the right of Skreens, by Roxwell and 
through Boy ton Hall to Chignall where he was killed after 
two hours fifty minutes' continual hunting in the open. On 
January Sth, 1873, a fox found in Lady Grove gave a run 
of over two hours — part very fast — before he was caught 
at Mill Green. Three days later, a Norwood fox stood up 
before hounds for two hours and forty minutes in a twisting 
run, which ended with a kill within two fields of Takeley 
Forest. Such days, however, were e.xceptional. In spite 
of open weather few good gallops were enjoyed and 
only eight brace of foxes were killed during " regular 

1873-4. A successful day's sport from Matching 
Green was followed by a good season, which ended 
brilliantly on April 9th, with breakfast at Gaynes Park, 
after the Hunt Ball on the previous night, and a fast 
run from Mr. Marsh's coverts, by Rough Tallies, Weald 
Coppice, Harlow Park, and Barnsley's to Belgium Springs, 
where they ran into him. 

1874-5. The opening meet of this season was held 
at High Laver, in place of the time-honoured fixture of 
Matching Green. This was a tribute of respect to the 
memory of a well-known follower of the hounds, Mr. 


T. H. Ouare, of Matching Green, whose death occurred 
in October, 1874, in the 83rd year of his age." 

The season does not appear to have furnished any 
noticeable run ; though good sport was shown, and no 
blank day was experienced. 

1875-6. On November 24th, a Broomshawbury fox 
gave a good run by Barrington Park and Little Halling- 
bury towards Hyde Hall. A change on to a fresh fox 
took hounds out of their country into Eastwick Wood, 
where a third fox divided the pack, and both divisions 
were stopped. On December 15th, Garnett's furnished 
a stout fox, which beat the hounds after two hours' 
run by Stebbing Windmill and Bardfield to How Wood, 
Finchingfield. On March 2nd, a fox, found in Great 
Bendysh, was run into the East Essex country, and 
killed at Steeple Bunipstead — fifty-five minutes without 
a check ; and on the 26th (jf the same month, an 
Epping Forest fox gave a very fast run from the Warren, 
ending with a kill near Theydon Garnon rectory. At 
the end of this month a Hunt Steeplechase Meeting 
was held, for the first time, at Rundells, Harlow. 

1876-7. Before the opening of this season, a grave 
disaster befell the pack, which had been well maintained 
by drafts frum the Oakley (Mr. Robert Arkwright's 


hounds) ; the Belvoir ; the Brocklesby ; and Lord 
Galway's. During the summer, dumb madness was 
brought into the Icennel by one of the young hounds, 
fresh from a neighbouring walk. As soon as the 
symptoms manifested themselves, each hound was taken 
from the kennels and destroyed, no bite being discover- 
able in any of the others. In spite of this, the disease broke 
out again in August, and it was thought best to destroy 
the remainder of the bitch pack. In all, some twenty- 
seven couples out of fifty were sacrificed. Other masters 
of hounds readily came forward to aid in the re-establish- 
ment of the pack, and the season afforded good sport. 
The weather was open ; and the number of foxes 
brought to hand was greater than in any of the eight 
preceding seasons. A good day's sport was that of 
November 22nd, when a Thoby Wood fox was killed 
in the open, near Poplars, after a brilliant run. The 
run from Hempstead Wood, on December 29th, though 
first-class, was eclipsed, on February loth, by "the run 
of the season," from Row's Wood, near Skreens, forty- 
five minutes' racing all the way to the kill on Stevens' 
Farm at Chignall. 

The ground was very hard in March and April of the 
season 1877-8, while foxes were decidedly short in the 


Roothings and north country generally. Dobson was still 
Mr. Arkwrisfht's riwht hand man, but at the close of the 
season 1878-9, the master's health was more indifferent 
than it had been ; he became less and less able to stand the 
fatigue entailed by long drives, and at the close of the 
season he resigned the mastership of the hunt. 

During the last year or two of Mr. L. W. Arkwright's 
mastership Dobson often resigned the horn to his brilliant 
first whip Dick Yeo, who hunted the hounds through 
several good runs. One of the best of these was from 
Takeley Forest, whence the fo.x ran to Barrington Hall 
and back to the Forest. Under Yeo's guidance, the pack 
succeeded in driving him northwards into the Friday 
country, and ultimately marked him to ground in Barnston 
Churchyard. Of a large field only about twelve or fifteen 
were present at the finish. 

Amongst the followers of the Essex Hounds during 
the masterships of the Arkwrights, there was no keener 
sportsman than Anthony Trollope. In 1859, while 
very hard at work at his novel " Framley Parsonage," a 
change of his position in the Post Office enabled him to re- 


move from Ireland to a residence about twelve miles from 
London, in Hertfordshire, but on the borders both of Essex 
and Middlesex, which was called — in his opinion somewhat 


too grandly — Waltham House. Here he lived for twelve 
years, writing with marvellous success. For each of the 
novels, " Orley Farm," "The Small House at Allington," 
" Can you Forgive Her," "The Last Chronicle of Barset," 
" Phineas Finn " and " He knew he was right," he received 
;^3,ooo or more, and many other stories written during this 
period brought in large sums. Though he had keenly 
enjoyed hunting in Ireland, when he first came to Waltham 
Cross, he had almost made up his mind that his hunting- 
was over. As, however, the money came in, he very 
quickly fell back into his old habits, and found his house 
near enough to the Roothing country for hunting purposes, 
though his average distance to the Essex meets was 
twenty miles. 

He writes in his Autobiography :■ — " First one horse 
was bought, then another, and then a third, till it became 
established as a fixed rule that I should not have less than 
four hunters in the stable. Sometimes when my boys 
have been at home, I have had as many as six. Essex 
was the chief scene of my sport, and gradually I became 
known there almost as well as though I had been an Essex 
squire, to the manner born. Few have investigated more 
closely than I have done the depth, and breadth, and 
water-holding capacities of an Essex ditch. It will, I 


think, be accorded to me by Essex men oenerally that I 
have ridden hard. The cause of my dehi^ht in the amuse- 
ment I have never been able to analyse to my own satis- 
faction. In the first place, even now, I know very little 
about huntiiiLj — though I know very much of the ac- 
cessories of the field. I am too blind to see hounds turn- 
ing, and cannot therefore tell whether the fox has gone this 
way or that. Indeed, all the notice I take of hounds is not 
to ride over them. My eyes are so constituted that I can 
never see the nature of a fence. 1 either follow someone, 
or ride at it with the full conviction that I mav be goino- 
into a horse-pond or a gravel-pit. I have jumped into 
both one and the other. I am very heavy, and have never 
ridden expensive horses. I am also now old for such 
work, being so stiff that I cannot get on to my horse with- 
out the aid of a block or a bank. But I ride still after the 
the same fashion, with a boy's energy, determined to get 
ahead, if it may possibly be done, hating the roads, 
despising young men who ride them, and with a feeling 
that life cannot, with all her riches, have given me any- 
thing better than when I have gone through a long run to 
the finish, keeping a place, not of glory, but of credit, 
among my juniors." 

TroIIope was perfecdy fearless ; Ijiit his defective 



si'o-ht led him often to choose some good man to show 
him the way. He was indifferent either to jumping on 
anyone, or being jumped upon. When he and his son 
Harry were out, it was good betting which would first 
blunder on the top of the other. 

A mishap to Trollope one day, when the hounds 
ran sharp across the Dagnam brook, is thus described 
by the novelist's intimate friend. Colonel Howard : 
" You could not get at the brook to fly it ; but I 
thought I saw my way to get into the brook through 
a little coppice. I jumped into the coppice safely ; but 
they had been making a drain just inside the hedge, 
and Trollope's horse put his feet into it, pitched Trollope 
over his head, and he lay on his back with his head 
close to the horse's front feet. In his first plunge to 
get out he got half-way over Trollope, and we had great 
difficulty in preventing him doing serious damage ; 
however, I got off with a nasty cut on the forehead. 
We took him up to Mr. John Sands, at the Priory. 
Mr. Sands, who had only recendy come there, was but 
little known ; but his kindness on this occasion was an 
introduction, and he soon became one of us." 

On giving up Waltham House, Trollope travelled 
round the world, and returned, in spite of any resolu- 


lions to the contrary, with his mind full of huntin;4. He 
wrote : " No real resolutions had in truth been made, 
for out of a stud of four horses I kept three, two of 
which were absolutely idle through the two summers 
and winter of my absence. 

" Immediately on my arrival 1 bought another, and 
settled myself down to hunting" from London three days 
a week. At first I went back to Essex, my old country, 
but finding that to be inconvenient, I took my horses 
to Leighton Buzzard, and became one of that numerous 
herd of sportsmen, who rode with the ' Baron ' and 
Mr. Selby Lowndes, hi those days Baron Meyer was 
alive, and the riding with his hounds was very good. 
I did not care so much for Mr. Lowndes" [zvhic/i is 
very strange, as Mr. Pepys would ha\'e said]. 

"During the winters of 1873, 1S74 and 1875, 1 
had my horses back in PLssex, and went on with my 
hunting, always trying to resolve that I would give it 
up. But still I bought fresh horses, and as I did not 
give it up, I hunted more than ever. Three times a 
week the cab has been at my door in London very 
punctually, and not infrequently before seven in the 
morning. In order to secure this attendance, the man 
has always been invited to have his breakfast in the 


hall. I have gone to the Great Eastern Railway — ah ! 
so often with the fear that frost would make all my 
exertions useless, and so often too with that result ! And 
then, from one station or another station, have travelled 
on wheels at least a dozen miles. After the day's sport, 
the same toil has been necessary to bring me home to 
dinner at eight. This has been work for a young man 
and a rich man ; but I have done it as an old man and 
comparatively a poor man. Now at last, in April, 1876, 
I do think that my resolution has been taken. I am 
giving away my old horses ; and anybody is welcome to 
my saddles and horse furniture. I think that I may say 
with truth that I rode hard to my end. 

" Vixi puellis nuper idoneus, 
Et militavi non sine gloria ; 
Nunc arma defunctumque bello 
Barbiton hie paries habebit. 

" I've lived about the covert side, 
I've ridden straight and ridden fast ; 
New breeches, boots, and scarlet pride 
Are but mementoes of the past." 

He adhered to his decision, and never again spoke 
willingly on hunting matters — having resolved to give up 
his favourite amusement, and that, so far as he was con- 
cerned, there should be an end of it. But the recollections 


of the sport remained to the last. He had in his possession 
the brush of a fo.\ which had afforded a capital run one 
frosty afternoon from Lubberhedo-es. The first three up 
at the death were Trollope, John Ridley, and James Stalli- 
brass. When near his end, Trollopc sent tor Stallibrass, 
and gave him the brush, saying, " When you are going to 
die, pass it on to Ridley." This was done, and the brush 
is now in Mr. Ridley's possession. 


Sir Henry." 

On the resignation of Mr. Arkwright in 1879, two of 
his nearest neighbours came forward to help in carrying on 
the hounds. These were Sir Henry Selwin Ibbetson, of 
Down Hall, and Mr. John Perry Watlington, of Moor 
Hall. Both ot thcni were well-known Essex men. Sir 
Henry had just completed one-half of his period of service 
as a representative of his county in the House of Commons, 
for this period lasted no fewer than twenty-seven years — 
from 1865 until his elevation to the peerage in 1892. At 
the time of which we write he held office at the Treasury, 
and took a leading part in all matters of interest to his 
county, where his energy and popularity were unrivalled. 
Mr. Perry Watlington was associated with Sir Henry in 
many county matters. He had been a representative of 
Esse.x in Parliament, and was very highly esteemed for his 
abilities and kindly disposition. 

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The retiring" master showed his interest in the welfare 
of the hunt by lending his hounds to the country, and 
undertaking' the supervision of the kennels. Matters finan- 
cial and all arrangements in the field were left to Mr. 
Watlington and Sir Henry, though the latter was sometimes 
kept out of the saddle through the press of his ofiicial 
duties at the Treasury. He hunted, however, as often as 
possible, and both at this time and later when he was sole 
master, he was often booted and spurred at Liverpool 
Street Station, a passenger by the 7.35 a.m. train to 
Harlow, and this on many a cold foggy morning when 
even a younger man might have thought twice about 
turning out so early after a night's work. 

Contemporaneously with Mr. .Arkwright's retirement, 
sLmdry im[iortant changes were made in the staff. .Stephen 
Dobson, after having been in harness for a good many years, 
surrendered the horn which he had carried with conspicuous 
success for a dozen seasons, but was not allowed to settle 
down into private life without receiving, at the hands of 
the memljers of the hunt and farmers, a token of the good 
will borne towards him and the esteem in which he was 
held l)y all. This took the form of a gold watch and 
a well-hlletl |)urse. Dobson had played his part well. 
Both in kennel and in the field he had given ever)' satis- 


faction, and he was, moreover, quite a "farmer's hunts- 
man," being extremely punctiHous in consulting their 
rights and interests, and showing by his every act how he 
acknowledged the very large share they had in the hunting 
of the country. 

Dobson's successor was James Bailey, by whom the 
Essex Hounds have been hunted from that time to the 
present, and we can express our wish for the pack's welfare 
in no better terms than by hoping that he may continue to 
hunt the hounds for many seasons to come. Bailey, who 
is now in his 45th year, was born in Hampshire, within 
earshot of the Hampshire Hunt kennels. His father 
kept the Anchor Inn, one of the Hampshire Hunt 
fixtures, and found the horses for the hunt. Young 
Bailey's first mount was an exceedingly clever donkey, 
upon which he went almost anywhere, without saddle or 
bridle. In time he out-grew the donkey, and became 
covert lad to Mr. W. Ward Tailby, who hunted what 
was known as the Billesdon, or South Ouorn, country, 
but the hounds were always known as Mr. Tailby's. 

No beginner could have entered a better school. Mr. 
Tailby was a rare sportsman, and during the time that 
Frank Goodall (afterwards huntsman to the Queen's Stag- 
hounds) was his huntsman, no pack in England showed 


better sport. After four seasons with Mr. Tailby, Bailey 
was enoaoed as second whip to the North Warwickshire, 
when Tom Firr was huntsman. Of him Bailey, to 
this day. speaks reverentially as "the best schoolmaster 
I ever had." But Bailey had one season only under " The 
Huntsman," who then went to hunt the Quorn ; and at the 
e.xpiration of his second season in Warwickshire, Bailey 
went north, to become second whip to the Duke of 
Buccleuch, under that perfect huntsman, Shore. At the 
end of the first or second season he was promoted to be 
first whip, remaining with the Duke for si.\ or seven 
seasons, and then succeeded Dobson, as huntsman of the 
Essex, as already mentioned. 

On Bailey's appointment, Dobson's second whip, Fred 
Firr, was promoted to be first whip, and Charles Little- 
worth (son of Lord Portsmouth's huntsman), from Lord 
Portman, was engaged in his place. Crawley, a most 
popular and trustworthy old servant, who had acted as 
second horseman to Dobson, and to Wilson before him, 
retained his post under the new management. He knew 
every gap in the country, and was always there when 
wanted. Many a dandy, both in the shires and out of 
them, with an ambition to "hang a good boot," would have 
given something for Crawley's legs. No bootmaker who 


ever measured him shook his head and wrung his hands at 
being asked to fit a man with a small ankle and a swelling 





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calf like that of a dustman. Crawley's calves — if he ever 
had any — had loni^ enough ago gone to grass, and so thin 
were his legs that it used to be said of him that, if his tops 
had been made to fit his legs properly, he would never have 
got his feet into them ! 

Lord Rookwood, in his most valuable contribution to 
this work, says of the new huntsman : — "A more excellent 
choice 1 never made, for, in his first season even, without a 
knowledge of the countr\', he showed unmistakable siens 
of what a first-rate huntsman he was to become. Cool and 
quiet in the field, a capital horseman, and civility itself, he 
made up his mind at once when hounds were at fault, and 
was seldom wrong ; and even in that first year of our effort 
to hunt the country, notwithstanding a most inclement 
season, when hounds ijot little cub-huntino- from the late 
harvest, and were stopped by frost for five weeks in 1879, 
and nearly three weeks in 1880, he showed some excellent 
sport. This proved one of the shortest seasons I re- 
member, from the causes 1 have mentioned ; but we had 
only one blank, and there were a tew really red-letter days, 
such as January 15th, 1880, after a morning's run of one 

hour trom Down Hall yorse to a kill in a cottage in Hat- 
to o 

field town, when we had a very fast fifty-three minutes 
Ironi our avenue to Lord s W ood, in the afternoon, which I 


described at die time as the ' best spin I had almost ever 
seen,' and on the 9th of that month from West Wood, in 
the Friday country, Bailey got immense kudos for the 
way in which he hunted his hounds in a first-rate hunting- 
run of one hour and forty minutes, through the best part of 
that country, and I remember well we had thirty miles to 
ride home after it was over. 

" On two occasions during this season we found foxes 
at Down Hall up a certain ivy-clad tree in the garden, quite 
forty feet above the ground ; in one case three being seen 
on branches of the same tree at the same time, and they 
had to be dislodged by aid of a long ladder and pole — one 
giving us a run after his descent from the skies, and fairly 
beating the hounds. 

" One unfortunate incident, however, marked this year, 
for on February 13th, 1880, in the Thaxted country, 
while drawing- Holbrook and Bendish, two of our best 
hounds. Transit and Melody, fell, whilst running, from 
poison, and died almost instantly. 

"Then came the Hunt Meeting at the end of the 
season, when Watlington and Arkwright retired ; I bought 
the hounds from Arkwright and was persuaded to hunt the 

" Bailey, Pirr and Littleworth remained with me, and 


instead of Clarke in the stables I appointed the old hunts- 
man. Dobson, to superintend the horses, and continue the 
the clerical work he had done for us during- the past year, 
Crawley of course retaining- his post as Bailey's second 

" 1 880- 1. The cubduuuing season of 1 880-1 began 
on September 7th, at 4.30 in the morning at Latton 
and Harlow Park, an hour which frightened some, but 
which I had made up my mind was necessary if any work 
for the young hounds was to be obtained, and I always 
found that it answered : on that particular morning the 
entry did well. This year, we had two runs with foxes, 
who had to be dislodged from the ivy tree at Down Hall, 
and were 50 feet above our heads when discovered. 

" One day from W'itney Wood we took a fox away to 
Fyfield, where he got into some outbuildings, and when 
the whip tried to get him out, he bolted up the chimney, 
and his ears were next seen coming out of the chimney pot, 
and his head cautiously followed, when after looking round 
on the hounds and men in the street, he sprang out on the 
other side of the roof aiul got down and away with the 
pack at his brush, running by Birdhatch, then at the back 
of Rookwood Hall straight for Man Wood : he sli|)ped 
through the wood, crossed by the Grange, as if for Lan- 


casters, and then turned sharp back, and as Bailey was 
casting forward towards Hatfield Heath, he was seen by 
some labourers crawling up the stubble beyond Lancasters, 
pointing back to the Woods, and we lost him. Besides 
these incidents we had several really good hunting runs 
this season, Bailey and hounds distinguishing themselves 
thoroughly ; then, on March 12th, the annual meeting took 
place, and 1 was again chosen master with a subscription 
of ^2,000." 

This meeting was followed by a remarkable run of 
which the late Mr. R. C. Ball gives the following account 
in his diary : — 

" 1881. March 12th, Saturday. Harlow. Annual 
Meeting. Drew Parndon Wood. Found at once and ran 
towards Nettleswell. Bore to the left through Deer Park 
and then in a large ring towards Cheshunt. Back through 
Galley Hills and Deer Park, on to Nazing Common and 
so back to Parndon Wood, through this, out at the same place 
as before, and across a few fields to the back of Mr. 
Todhunter's, where he went to ground. Dug him out and 
killed in a few yards. This was a clinking run of one hour 
forty-five minutes, with no check of more than three minutes. 
Owing to the quick find only about seven got away with the 
hounds, and we had it all to ourselves. I got the brush. 
Boycott carried me capitally." 


Lord Rookwood continues : — 

" 1881-2. The CLih-huntino- of this autumn, 1881, 
began on September i 2th, again at Latton Park, when we 
had a good morning's work with lots of cubs, and the entry 
was most satisfactory. We were stopped one day, on 
October 14th, by a frightful gale, which made riding in 
covert dangerous, as branches were falling in all directions. 
The pack were, by careful drafts, gradually improving in 
their work, and the year was to be noted as a really sport- 
ing one, for we had any number of good runs. I especially 
remember a run on December 9th, which I entered at the 
time in my journal as, ' Y*" run of Y" season,' when we met 
at Blue Gates. We found in Tilty a real good one, who went 
away for Thaxted, running within two fields of the town, 
then through Thaxted Lodge Plantations, nearly to Lubber- 
hedges, when he swung round towards Stebbing, but 
changed his mind, and went back through the Lower 
Thaxted Plantations to Horcham Hall, and back by Ave- 
sey, Tilty and the Maze, and was pulled down by the puppy 
Chanticleer after one hour and fift\' minutes, without a 
check, in the open close to PLaston Park. Not a hound was 
away at the finish, and no second horse was possible ; the 
hunt servants and everyone declared it was the best run they 
had ever ridden to ; Hervey P"oster, Lockwood, Winder 


and Barnard being- throucfh it all, and with the hunt ser- 
vants the first up, and I, on my grey Stockbridge, got up 
just after they pulled him down. 

" But this season was full of really good days ; and 
I remember we had five of them together on January 
25th, 26th, 28th, 30th, and February ist. 

" From February 25th to March 3rd hounds did 
not go out ; as I lost then a dear friend in Perry 
Watlington, and the hunt a keen supporter and good 

On March 3rd hounds met at Great Bardfield. Mr. 
R. C. Ball's diary describes the day's sport : — 

" Found soon and had a nice run of about thirty- 
one minutes, whipping off as he ran into the East 
Essex country, and we saw their hounds close to us. 
Found in Thaxted Lodre Wood and had a brilliant run, 
part very fast, killing at Chickney ; time, one hour fifty- 
seven minutes ; distance, sixteen miles. Only Bevan, 
Foster, Hargreaves, I, and a lot of farmers were out, 
and our horses could not raise a trot at the end. 
Drove them in front of us to Broxted, where we 
gruelled ; and then rode into Dunmow. Left horses 
there, and home by train. This was a very fine run." 

On March iith, 1882, the Annual Meeting was 

John Archer Houp.i.on. 


held at the Cock Hotel, Epping, instead of at Harlow, 
in consequence of the death of Mr. Perry Watlington. 
The master consented to remain in office for another 
season ; and it was resolved to take into consideration a 
plan for the formation of an Association, to be called "The 
Esse.x Hunt Club"; and a Committee was appointed to 
prepare rules and elect original members. The Committee 
consisted of Sir H. Selwin-Ibbetson, Mr. Deacon, Sir 
Lumley Graham, Lieut. -Colonel Lockwood, the Rev. 
Frederick Fane, Mr. Frederick Green, Mr. f. V. Walmsley, 
Mr. A. J. Edwards, Mr. Robert Wood, and Mr. Hervey 
Foster. The original members of the Club were about 
seventy in number ; and included, besides the above 
Committee, Messrs. John Archer Houblon, Edward Ball, 
Robert Ball, Pemberton Barnes, and R. Y. Bevan, Lord 
Brooke, Messrs. Andrew Caldecott, George and Arthur 
Capel Cure, the Rev. Lawrence Capel Cure, Lord 
Eustace Cecil, Messrs. R. B. Colvin, O. E. Coope, G. H. 
Dawson, H. H. Elder, Howard Fowler, C. E. Green, 
Lieut.-Colonel Howard, Messrs. Chisenhale Marsh, John 
Pelly, Leonard Pelly, C. E. Ridley, W. T. Roffey, 
J. Sands, \V. H. Sewell, A. Suart, Major Tait, Major 
Tower, Messrs. C. H. J. Tower, E. N. Tufnell, T. 
Usborne, H. Vigne, A. Waters, General Lockwood, &c. 




The first Secretary and Treasurer of the Club was 
Mr. Hervey Foster, son of the Rev. Sir Cavendish 
Foster, rector of Theydon Garnon, a kindly, genial soul 
if ever there was one ; an excellent sportsman and a 

Hervey Foster. 

fine horseman. In the following May (1882), while in 
Ireland, he met with a bad accident out hunting, a 
sad mishap which called forth a spontaneous vote of 


sympathy, trum the newly-lormed club. In 188}", a few 
days before Mr. Foster's lamented death, Mr. Robert 
Lockwood was elected Secretary and Treasurer in his 
place ; and he, on leaving the country three years later, 
was succeeded by Mr. Tyndale White, who is still (1895) 
in office. 

The establishment of the club was followed by an in- 
augural dinner at Down Hall, Lord Rookwood's residence, 
and for a few- years afterwards an annual dinner was held. 
Though these gatherings have been discontinued, the club 
maintains its social importance, and membership is eagerly 
sought after. In 1892, the club had the honour of enrolling 
the present Countess ot Warwick amongst its members. 

It only remains to note that the first step towards the 
"thirty-guinea rule" was taken by'the following resolution 
of the club, passed on April 21st, 1887 : — "That in the 
opinion of this meeting, the Hunt Secretary should be 
empowered, for the luture, to ask all strangers hunting 
with the Essex Hounds for a subscription of thirty 
iJ"uineas." The matter c^me before the annual meetine 
of the Hunt in the following year, and is referred to in 
our account of that meeting. 

We resume Lord Rookwood's chronicle : — 

" 1882-3. — This year we began cubhunting on 


September 9th at Down Hall, and found plenty of foxes. 
This season the lady pack still held their own ; in fact, they 
were fast becoming my favourites ; and, although not so 
persevering as the dogs on a poor scent, they were faster 
and drove their foxes more. We had one blank day onlv 
(at Ashdon Mill) this season. We were stopped for four 
days by frost, and I stopped them for three days on 
account of the wet state of the ground, as after the 
deluofe we had had it would have been cruel on the 
farmers to ride over land in such a condition. 

■' I recall one very good day, February 5th, at 
Epping Bury, when we had forty-three minutes without a 
check and a kill, and another from Horeham Hall on the 
9th of the same month, when we found in Bigods and 
pulled him down, after an hour and ten minutes, just short 
of Weathersfield, the hounds having hardly been lifted 
or cast all the way through. And on March 2nd, from 
Whitehouse .Springs, we had a rattling forty-five minutes 
of beautiful hunting, killing him on the grass below 
Felstead. Then, at our hunt meeting the next day I 
was aeain elected master." 

As to the run of February 5th, Bailey, the huntsman, 
writes : — 

" Found a fox in Copt Hall, and there being a good 


scent, hounds went straioht throuoh the Warren, and as 
hard as they could race, straight through Epping Forest, 
round by Loughton Shaws, turned to the right, and raced 
the fox into a cottage at Loughton ; killed him in the 
window ; forty minutes. I never before or since saw 
hounds race through Epping Forest as they did." 

As to the 2 1 St of the same month Bailey says: — 
" Met at Weald Gullet : found a fox in the Beachetts, 
getting well away on him, and only Mr. R. Lockwood, 
Mr. Dickinson, and myself got away on terms with hounds. 
Going away on the Tawney Hall side, Mr. Dickinson lost 
his hat at the first fence, when hounds were fairly racing. 
Close by Shalesmore the fox turned short to the right 
across Hill Hall Park, down those large fields ; only Mr. 
Lockwood and myself were with hounds : over the road 
close by Hobbs Cross on the right, and as hard as they 
could race, as if for Loughton Shaws, which he left on his 
left, over the rail straight into Epping Forest, and they ran 
clean into him as he was crossing the High Road near 
Goldings Hill ; time, fortv-five minutes. Not a soul ever 
caught us the whole wav, and hounds were never touched. 
I had such a cropper jumping into the Forest ; fell flat on 
my back, and Mr. Lockwood stood there laughing at me." 
As to March 2nd, he savs : — 


" It was a wonderfully good scenting day. Found in 
White House Springs, and we had a clinking fifty minutes 
round by Stebbing and across as if for Marks Hall, over 
the road as if for Felstead, and racino- from scent to view, 
rolled the fox over in the middle of a grass field. A 
number of officers were out ; they did fall about." 

1883-4. September 14th saw the beginning of cub- 
hunting at Latton Park. A few keen spirits were of 
course there, o-lad enouo-h to see hounds aeain after the 
summer of discontent, while the entry appeared to be 
infected with the prevailing love for foxhunting, for they 
took to the work like old hounds. Cubhunting went on 
evenly enough, and in due course came the opening day at 
the time-honoured Matching Green, when a divine afflatus 
came over the spirit of a present secretary of the hunt 
and moved him to record the events of the day in the 
verses which will be found in the appendix. 

Good fortune so far favoured Sir Henry that his 
exertions in the interests of the hunt were rewarded by 
good sport ; but, in mid-season, just when men, hounds, 
horses and foxes are at their best, the enjoyment of the 
followers of the Essex was marred by the dark cloud that 
settled over Down Hall. Lady Ibbetson was stricken 
with a severe illness, and the master passed through a 


period of anxious suspense. While the ilhiess was at its 
heij^ht and Lad\- Ibbetson was in imminent danger, the 
hounds were stopped from December 14th to the 22nd, 

1883, while Sir Henry was not out from December 5th, 
when the patient was first taken ill, till January 23rd, 

1884, when it is needless to state, the master's reappear- 
ance at the covert side was the subject of the warmest 

The hounds were out on 7 i days and killed 59 foxes. 
The bitches for the first time headed the other pack by 
killing 34 foxes and running 18 to gnjund. 

Bailey notes two good days' sport in November. On 
the 2 1 St, they "found a good fox in Mr. Pane's coverts; 
had a capital torty-five minutes and killed him as he was 
jumping into the Blackmore Woods, bound a second lo.x 
in Mr. Fane's coverts and had a capital hour and thirty 
minutes. Stopped hounds at dark." 

On November 26th they " fouml a brace of good foxes 
at Hvde Hall, and had a trood huntini; run over by Hatfield 
Heath towards Hatfield Town, to the right by Lancasters, 
leaviny; Man Wood on the left ; came close bv Matching 
Green, Newmans End, through the Gorse, and killed him 
in the brook at Down Hall. Mr. Bevan had the brush; 
Lord Brooke had three falls, but stuck to the finish." 


Lord Rookwood writes : — 

" One remarkable run among many good ones came 
off this year, on February 8th, when we met at 
Thaxted. After a long two hours' run in the morning 
from the Thaxted Lodge Plantations, in which, after much 
slow hunting, the fox beat u^, we drew Lubberhedges at 
2 o'clock, found and got away between Foxes Wood and 
Bardfield Lodge for Shalford Park, then for Weathersfield, 
and passing that place ran nearly to Stambourne ; by this 
time, most of the horses, including" mine, were beat, but 
Bailey struggled on upon a little horse called Chance, and 
the hounds had to be whipped off close by Hempstead Wood 
after two and a half hours ; the point was between twelve 
and thirteen miles. Chance had to be left at Colonel Brise's. 
Katinka, who afterwards died, was left at Hempstead ; 
the whip was left out ; and, though I got Phantom back 
to Dunmow I had to leave her there and come back in 
a fly, whilst Bailey arrived on my second horse. Mermaid, 
at Down Hall, and took Nell Gwynne back from there 
to the kennels. 

"A curious incident happened on February i6th, 
when we took away a fox from Apes Grove in the 
Abridge country, and crossing the line of another towards 
the end of the run, the pack flashed off on the new line 


for a time, but one bitch, Active, stuck to the real fox, 
and after two or three fields I saw her turn him over 
in the middle of a big ploughed field, when they had 
several stand up fights, the fox too beat to get away, 
and the bitch not strong enough to kill him, till the rest 
of the pack, who were at last got back on the real line, 
came to help her. In this run, the river, which was 
swollen, had to be crossed, and whilst several got in, 
Bailey and Fred Green swam it gallantly, and kept well 
with the hounds. 

"At the hunt meeting on March ist this year, I 
was again elected master." 

Mr. R. C. Ball again tells in his diarv, as he did 
three years earlier, of good sport following the annual 
meeting : — 

" 1884. March ist, Saturday. Meeting Day. 
Found in Latton Park, ran down to Epping Road, then 
back to Epping Long Green, across Nazing Common 
and Park, round to Parndon, by Mr. Todhunter's, on to 
Tyler's Cross ; then back to Bay's Grove, and up 
Harlow Common to Latton, where we killed, after a 
clinkine run of one hour and thirty-five minutes." 

A few days later the career of a grand old fox 
was brought to a close. Bailey writes : — 


" March 7th, 1884. Stebbing Bran End ; went down 
on purpose to find our friend at Lubberhedges. It 
seemed as if hounds knew, for, no sooner were they 
in covert, than they went all of them as straight 
as they could go to the part where we always found 
him. He used to lie exactly in one place ; and we 
found him, 1 think, six times this season. He was off 
like a shot, and the first twenty-five minutes was a 
ripper ; to show what a good one he was he scarcely 
touched a covert ; he would run by the side of them. 
He broke on the north side, bearing to the left across by 
Lindsell, close by Galley Wood, and here we had a check, 
which 1 thought 1 should never recover ; but our second 
whip got a view at him going close down by Avesey 
Wood : he went out towards Thaxted, all over that open 
country as if for West Wood ; but, turning round, he tried 
to get once more back to his old home, but he was fairly 
beat, and they ran him into a timber yard at Great Bardfield, 
and killed what I consider the best fox I ever hunted 
in Essex. Time of this run, one hour and forty-five 
minutes, and no one wanted any more." 

Lord Rookwood continues : — 

" 1884-85. On September 8th, 1884, we began work 
at Down Hall just after five o'clock, and we had plenty 

A roothinc; fox. 1S7 

of cubs as usual, and did some excellent work with the 

" Nothin,q- out of the way occurred this year ; we had 
a very fair amount of sport with many good runs ; but 
feeling myself getting old, I was not, I suppose, quite as 
keen as in past years, ami I wished to resign when we 
met for the annual meeting on March 7th, but was over- 
persuaded to continue for another season." 

In Bailey's notes on the sport during the season 
1884-5 'W6 finc^ '^'"'6 following entries : — 

"Wednesday, December 17th, afforded a fine run. 
Met at Hatfield Town ; and, going through Barrington 
Hall Park, three foxes came down out of a tree, and the 
people holloaed and made such a noise. Sir Henry would 
not let the hounds go after either of them ; I had to go 
as hard as I could to Canfield Hart ; found directly, and 
away straight for the Thrift — away as if for Garnetts ; 
bore to the right close by High Easter, then to the left 
straight for Fleshy, on to Israels, and lost him just 
beyond, after a capital run of two hours over the cream 
of the Roothings. 

"January 19th, 1885. Thornwood Common, and we 
found a good fox in Parndon Woods ; hounds ran very fast 
across by Epping Church, straight to the lower forest, out 


across die idain. the back <rf the Brewer}-, straight throu^ii 
Spratt's Hedge Row. through Shatter or Scatter Bushes 
and Deer Part ar i - to ground at the bottom of 

GaD^ Hi r : r A real good fifty-five 


L: - : ^rs : — " 1885-86. This season. 

- ~ ^i Down Hall, with a 

_ we found |denty of cubs, the 

- _ ir 1.1 show what they were made o£ 
L^.zr r. - :\^-ri ;t::er: found cubs, and. with better 
scent, did some ca{Htal work." 

Ba _ es an acco_ -.t run on October 
34th: — 

" ? - ; ! . - - ore Banks, near the river at 

-~ -. -1 \i.~ ^ ^wav acrr>5= tbe Sewage Farm, through 

:-^ -i- ^-1 _ ^ - ' =-. Forest, and raced away 

_' I?--r- : - : - _- :'t Canfield country, 

- T ~ : - :r.r Ehmmow High 
W ^^ ; \-\-. thai hoimds pulled him 

T railway bank, after one 

~ _ ' '.nd forty minutes. 

. --- _: :: i - _ saw the finish 

— Mr. C. E. Green, Mr. H. Fc the brush. 

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meeting was h..- :. ^._-;- :_: . rassingtorc _,r. 

when ~ -^-i^nation was accepted, and Arkwright again 
took :..- r^ .ns of oince. with Mr. C. E. Green as tield 

■"So ended seven ver\" pleasant years :; ;L.n, in 


which I got very fond of my hounds, and managed to get 
together a very good stable of horses, in which task I was 
most ably supported by Bailey, Dobson, and their staff. 
No man could have had better servants, and I believe their 
work was thoroughly appreciated in the country. Nothing 
could exceed the kindness I received from all the farmers 
and owners of coverts in the hunt. They love sport, and 
many of the farmers, when hounds are running, willingly 
shut their eyes to any damage that may be done to their 
fields. I remember especially one instance in the Friday 
countrv, when many jumped into a lane, and the opposite 
field being wheat, I turned to get to hounds by a fence 
higher up, when a man opened the gate of the wheat 
field, and on my saying ' No, thank you ; I won't ride 
over the wheat,' he said, ' Dang it, sir, come on ; it's 
mine.' Needless to say, I rode along the headland, but 
it showed a real love of sport which, to a master, makes 
hunting very pleasant." 


The Essex Hunt {confiiuicd) — Mr. C. E. Green. 

Mr. Charles Erxest Green, by whom the field 
mastership of the Essex Hounds was undertaken when 
Sir Henry Selwin-Ibbetson gave up the pack, belongs to a 
family of shipbuilders and shipowners whose name has for 
generations been a household word to P^nglishmen. 

Before the days of steamships and the Suez Canal 
the clipper-ships of the firm -known as "Green's Service" 
— afforded the established means ot transit to India ; and, 
in our own day, the firm has taken a leading part in the 
management of the Orient line of steamers. 

The family has connections, of long standing, with both 
the county of Esse.x and the Essex Hunt, through the 
families of Wigram and Perry, of which the former is 
closely allied to the Arkwrights ; while the latter, as we 
have seen, furnished Sir Henry Ibbetson with his coadjutor 
— Mr. J. \\\ Perry Watlington — on Mr. L. W. Arkwright's 



retirement. The association of the famihes of Perry, 
Wigram and Green arose through their common interest 

C. E. Green. 


ill the raising of the wooden walls of old England upon the 
banks of the Thames. The Blackwall ship-building yard 
has a chronicle of varied interests, extending over three 
centuries. For our present purpose it must suffice to give 
a few particulars relating to its later history. During the 
greater part of the last century the yard was owned by the 
Perry family. Mr. John Perry built Moor Hall, Harlow, 
whence he was in the habit of drivinq; to Blackwall, alono- 
the then dangerous road through Epping Forest, stopping 
to dine at Woodford, where he is said to have always taken 
his own wine with him, paying at the inn for what he 
might have been expected to consume. Shortly before the 
century closed, Mr. Perry's daughter was married to Mr. 
C. E. Green's grandfather, Mr. George Green. The bride- 
groom's father had neglected his important brewery at 
Chelsea, through devotion to four-in-hand driving and other 
amusements, in which there is more pride than profit ; but 
Mr. George Green was well provided for by admission to a 
partnership in Mr. Perry's business. He used to relate with 
much satisfaction how, on one of George the Third's visits 
to Blackwall Yard, to see the ships then building for the 
British Navy, he had the honour of buckling on the King's 
spurs. Early in the present century. Sir Robert W'igram, 
of Walthamstow House, also became interested in the yard. 


The inter-marriages between the families of Wigram and 
Arkwright have been numerous ; and the present Mr. L. J. 
W. Arkwright is, through his grandmother, the wife of 
the Rev. Joseph Arkwright, a descendant of Sir Robert 

Mr. C. E. Green is an Essex man, having been born 
at Walthamstow. As a boy he hunted with Mr. Vigne's 
harriers, with an occasional " red-letter day " with the Essex 
when they were handy. In his school days at Uppingham, 
and as an undergraduate at Cambridge, he was a prominent 
cricketer. He played in the University Eleven in his first 
year, and continued to do so until he took his degree in 
1868, being captain of the eleven in his last year ; he was 
also the best high jumper of his time at Cambridge. His 
cricketing career reached its climax when, in spite of his 
entreaties to be spared the honour, he was carried in 
triumph round a London cricket ground, after pulling out 
of the fire a hard-fought match for the Gentlemen of 
England. In later years, by his untiring exertions and 
liberality, Essex has been enrolled amongst the " first- 
class counties " in cricket and provided with a cricket 
ground second to none in England. 

Mr. Green's acquaintanceship with the Essex Hounds 
was renewed in 1877, and shortly after that date he came 


to live in Essex, first at Tumours, near Chigwell, and 
afterwards at Theydon Grove, Epping. 

Wliilst livinq- in Essex, Mr. C. E. Green has arranged 
nianv Hunt cricket matches, in which he has often taken 
part. In July, 1883, at Moor Hall, Harlow (then the 
residence of Mrs. Perry Watlington), in a hard-tought 
match between the Essex and Puckeridee Hunts, his score 
of thirty-tour, coupled with an unexpected ciisplay of bat- 
ting by Bailey (the Essex huntsman), in company with 
Mr. R. B. Colvin, gave the victory to the P^ssex team. In 
the following year, when the two Plunts again played at 
Moor Hall, Mr. Green scored fifty-five in a match which 
was drawn, but decidedly in favour of P^sscx. During his 
mastership Mr. Green played cricket for the Hunt at 
Beech Hill Park and Leaden Roding ; while Bailey, 
animated by the master's example, scored further successes 
as a cricketer. 

When Mr. Green undertook the mastership of the 
Essex Hounds he had no previous experience of such a 
position, nor was he united with Esse.x by the tie of landed 
property in the county ; but his remarkable tact and good 
fellowship, combined with his experience as a leader of men 
in the cricket field, his ardent love for foxhunting and 
lavish generosity, were high qualifications for his new office. 


Amongst Mr. C. E. Green's numerous supporters none 
was firmer than his cousin and partner in business, Mr. 
Frederick Green, who has constantly joined in the sport of 
various Essex packs ever since, in 1877 (shortly after 
coming" to live in the county), he was alone with the Essex 
Union Hounds when they ran into their fox after a run of 
more than an hour from Purleigh Wash. Though his 
residence at Hainault Lodge is distant from most of the 
Essex fixtures, no one is better known with the hounds 
than he, and the family he has entered to foxhunting. 

Intimately associated with the names of Mr. C. E. 
Green and Mr. Frederick Green is that of Mr. Roland 
Yorke Bevan, the vatcs sacer and present joint Secre- 
tary, with Mr. Tyndale White, of the Essex Hunt. Mr. 
R. Y. Bevan comes of a good hunting stock, being a son 
of the late Mr. R. C. L. Bevan and Lady Agneta Bevan 
{iide Yorke). Mr. R. C. L. Bevan and his brother, Mr. 
Richard Lee Bevan, lived in their boyhood at Walthamstow, 
and the first time that they attempted to jump timber was 
when aged respectively nine and seven, their father brought 
them over to Harlow, where he went to shoot on land 
occupied by one of the Stallibrass family. Mr. R. C. L. 
Bevan jumped his pony successfully over a gate, but Mr. R. 
L. Bevan could not induce his diminutive steed to follow. 


In later years the two brothers were well known with 
the Pytchley and Hertfordshire Hounds, and were some- 
times the guests of that famous sportsman, Mr. Delme 
Radcliffe,' whose sister married Mr. R. Y. Bevan's uncle, 
the Hon. E. T. Yorke, many years M.P. for Cambridge- 

Mr. H. O. Nethercote, in his history of the Pytchley 
Hunt, published in 1888, says of Mr. R. C. L. Bevan, who 
was then justly famed for his philanthropic and religious 
zeal, that he " would probably doubt his own identity were 
he to be told that at one time there was no one except 
himself who could beat his brother ' Dick' across Leicester- 
shire or Northamptonshire. That it was so, however, no 
one is more willing to allow than the younger of the two 

Mr. Roland Bevan's share in the sport of the Essex 
Hounds dates from the time when the Messrs. Green 
settled in the county. He has kindly furnished us with 
the following" account of one of his early adventures in the 
field in Essex. Whilst Mr. C. E. Green lived at Tumours, 
Mr. Bevan was on one occasion riding home from hunting 

' Mr. Delme Radcliffe succeeded Mr. Sebright as Master of the Hertford- 
shire Hounds, in the year 1836, and hunted the country until 1839 or 1840. He 
wrote " Notitia Venatica," which was published in 1839 ; a new edition of the 
work appeared in 1893. 


with him and his cousin, when, coming across the meadows 
between Loughton Shaws and Abridge, Mr. Frederick 
Green jumped his favourite hunter, Glynn, over a stiff post 
and rail fence and got a fall. The other two opened a 
gate. Nothing daunted, Mr. P'rederick Green, on reaching 
the river Roding, plunged straight in ; and, on seeing him 
get over successfully, Mr. Bevan followed him. Mr. C. E. 
Green, followed by his faithful henchman, Crawley, feared, 
with his great weight, that his horse would be unable to 
climb out of the muddy bed of the river, so went two miles 
round by Abridge. Remembering this event in the sub- 
sequent season, when hounds ran from Bishop's Hall to 
Loughton Shaws, Mr. Bevan attempted to repeat the 
passage of the Roding in an opposite direction, but with 
a most unsuccessful result ; for, getting into deep water, 
he and his horse were both nearly drowned, and only 
emerged after a struggle in an exhausted condition, and 
with the loss of both stirrups. A yokel, who had been 
standing by watching the proceedings, pointed to a spot 
on the river bank, about fifty yards off, and mentioned, 
in a casual sort of way to the dripping sportsman, " That' s 
where Mr. Green went through last winter ! " A gallop 
to Abridge and an exchange of wet clothes for a dry 
suit belonging to Mr. Percy Hargreaves, an all round 


Sportsman in more senses than one, while it saved Mr. 
Bevan from a cold, added greatly to the amusement of 
the field on his reappearance as they were watching the 
operation of bolting the fox out of a drain a short distance 
further on. 

Mr. Bevan's hunting experience has not been confined 
to Essex. He first hunted with the Ted worth and Hert- 
fordshire Hounds, and the best run which he remembers 
was in 1867, with the Ted worth, from Bedwyn Braids up 
Shalbourn Hill, and then along the Downs. The fox was 
eventually killed at Woodhay, about thirteen miles from 
where he was found. In 1881 Mr. Bevan accompanied 
Mr. Frederick Green and another Essex sportsman, the 
late Mr. I. V. Walmsley, on a visit to Melton. The party 
took with them a stud worthy of the shires, but amongst 
their servants there was one place unfilled — that of second 
horseman to Mr. Bevan. This post was accordingly 
entrusted to a helper engaged from a livery stable. He 
fully understood his duty, and was one of the few second 
horsemen who turned up after a particularly good run. 
Then, mindful of a lack of " smartness" in his appearance, 
he modestly concealed himself behind a hay stack, whence 
he privately signalled his whereabouts to his employer. 
The next time Mr. Bevan met his ^Nleltonian second horse- 


man the latter was selling nuts at a railway station in 
London. Such are the ups and downs of life ! 

No sooner was Mr. C. E. Green established in 
the position of Field Master of the Essex Hunt than he 
at once began to show capital sport. On the opening 
day of his first season (1S86-7), the place of meeting 
being, of course, Matching Green, a good run was brought 
off from Row Wood. Notable sport, too, was chronicled 
from Mrs. Mcintosh's rarse, near Havering;, on Novem- 
ber 8th; while on the 17th of the same month, 
hounds ran at their best from Takeley Forest. The 
dawning of the new year brought with it to Bailey, the 
huntsman, the satisfaction of handling the first fox he 
ever got hold of in Blackmore High Woods ; while on 
March 14th, after the Point-to-Point Races at Good 
Easter, a fox, found in Lord's Wood, gave a good run 
of an hour over the Roothings. In the course of this 
capital gallop one young man was left right under his 
horse, at the bottom of a deep Roothing ditch, bringing" 
vividly before one's mind the words Whyte-Melville used 
in the dedication of his book, " Riding Recollections." 
He penned that most interesting work in memory of 
the many happy hours he had spent on the back of a 
generous hunter ; but he did not forget those anxious 


minutes when " a mutual indiscretion " caused the normal 
position to be "reversed." And reversed it was in the 
case of the young man above mentioned. 

\'ery fortunately for him, willing hands were within 
hail to rescue him from his dangerous position, or he would 
have run a o-ood chance of beino- crushed to death : for it 

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took the rescuers something like a quarter of an hour to 
extricate him. Mr. Percy Hargreaves, a welter weight, 
whose good offices to Mr. Bevan have already been 
mentioned, was chietiy instrumental in bringing about this 
result, as also in releasing another rider, who was hung up 
immediately afterwards, by his foot getting fast in the 
stirrup. To reach this latter victim Mr. Hargreaves, like 
a good Samaritan, waded through water up to his tops. 

This season (1885-6) was prematurely closed by the 
lamented death of Mr. Hervey Foster, to whom further 
allusion is made in our account of the Rundells Race 

The season 1886-7 opened early. Two brace of cubs 
were killed in August, an achievement which Bailey notes 
as "a record for this country," adding, "this was the best 
cubbing season we ever had." On December 5th, 1887, 
Bailey chronicles that rare event, a very good hunting run 
from Blackmore. He says : " Found in College Wood, ran 


through Parson's Springs, to the left through Fryerning 
Woods, and just touched Thoby Wood, on by Fryerning 
Church, as if for Arnolds, close by Ingatestone, and killed 
him in the open — one hour and thirty minutes." 

Even better sport came soon. Bailey writes : — 
" Saturday, December 24th, was the great day ; and 
one of the best days I ever saw. The meet was fixed for 
Blue Gates but — I don't know for what reason — it was 
altered to Four Ashes. We found our first fox in Canfield 
Hart, came away by Canfield Grange to Hatfield Town, 
straight through Row Wood by Hatfield Grange, and 
killed him in the open — one hour and ten minutes. 
We then drew Man Wood blank, but found a clinker in 
Herrings Grove, the square covert close to Brick-kilns, 
came away a screamer straight alongside of Man Wood 
down the Green Lane, right round the Priory Wood, up 
close by White Roothing, straight by Barrack, over a nice 
line up to Waples Mill ; the pace had been a cracker ; the 
fox was just going out of the Mill dam as hounds plunged 
in. Straight by Berners Hall they raced as if for Skreens, 
on to the left, and racing from scent to view, killed him 
in the flower garden of a cottage by the side of the road 
before we got to Skreens Lodge, after one of the best runs 
— one hour and thirty-five minutes — over a lovely country. 


Mr. C. E. Green, Mr. Bevan and Mr. C. E. Ridley went 
well in this run ; and all thoroughly enjoyed their Chri.stmas 
dinner the ne.xt day." On March 9th, there was a first-rate 
run from Tha.xted Lodoe Wood, after the Point-to-1'oint 
Races at Tha.xted, to which we refer elsewhere. 

At the close of this season it had become evident that, 
out of consideration for the Essex farmers in their stru"-orles 
with the worst of bad times, stringent measures must be 
taken to reduce the number of followers, and to prevent the 
annoyance which every farmer feels when strangers ride over 
his land. The Hunt Club had recommended as a remedy, 
that the Secretary should ask all strangers hunting with the 
hounds for a subscription of thirty guineas. This plan was 
tried as an experiment during the season 1S87-8, and found 
to work well, and to be well received by bcjth farmers and 

Accordingly, at the Annual Hunt Meeting held on 
.March 17th, 1S88, it was resolved: "That for the future 
the subscription to the Essex Hounds would be thirty 
guineas for all gentlemen not resident within the limits of 
the Hunt, with the exception of those who belonged to the 
Hunt Club, and officers of the army who are quartered in 
the county." 

The latter part of this season was not propitious. 


Hunting was much interfered with by frost, and the hunts- 
man's leg was broken by a fall, whilst riding at the Hunt 
Steeplechase Meeting on April 5th. 

1888-9. I' Of this season Mr. Green vacated the position 
of field master in favour of the master's son, Mr. Loftus 
Joseph Wigram Arkwright. On the opening day, hounds 
ran well from Down Hall, throueh Matchino- Park, across 
a big line of country to Belgium Springs, and on to Harlow 
Park and Latton Park ; but the season was not a fortunate 
one for sport, and the run of the season, on March 30th, 
from Blackmore into the Union county, was most un- 
happily interrupted by the death of a member of the hunt, 
who fell beneath his horse with fatal result. 

At the end of this season Mr. C. E. Green again 
became field master. 

1889-90. Cubhunting began on September 14th, at 
Harlow Common, and passed off well, cubs being plentiful, 
particularly at Down Hall. 

The opening day of regular hunting afforded two good 
runs from Man Wood and Envilles ; and, during the same 
week, a remarkably good day's sport was enjoyed in the 
Pleshey country. During the day, hounds ran three foxes, 
and killed one of them at Broomfield, after forty-five 
minutes from Pudding Wood. In the evening, they found 

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in an osier bed, near Good Easter, and killed in Earners 
Wood, after a first-rate run of fitty-eight minutes. Hounds 
had just light enough to enable them to break up their 
fox ; and it may be noted that a well-known member of 
the hunt, Mr. Sands, rode through a great part of this 
run with his yirths hanyino- loose, and danelino; arainst 
his horse's hind leos. 

On December 13th, the meet at Easton Lodge was 
honoured by the presence of the Prince of Wales. On this 
important day, weather and sport were, unfortunately, bad ; 
in marked contrast to that of the next morning, when a fox, 
found in Witney Wood, afforded the run of the season ; 
standing up before hounds for over an hour and a-half 
before he was cleverly brought to hand near Dudbrook. 
Before the end of the year there were several more 
exceptionally good days, including runs of over an hour 
each from Bendysh Wood and Row Wood ; but the picture 
had its reverse, and a week later, that is to say, on Decem- 
ber 2 1st, it was clearly impressed on Essex sportsmen that 
no one can commantl success, for on the latter date came 
the first of the two blank days of the season. 

Excellent sport continued to be enjoyed. In January 
there were five first-ratc! days in succession. On two of 
these davs Bailev was absent through illness, and the 


hounds were admirably hunted by Jim Cockayne. February 
also afforded five exceptionally good days ; and in March 
— though there was some interruption from frost and a 
second blank day — good sport continued. 

On March 22nd, after the Hunt Meetins: at Har- 
low, hounds ran well from Harlow Park to the gates of 
the master's house at Epping. On the 29th, a good forty 
minutes from Langleys (Mr. Tufnell's) ended in a kill in 
the East Essex country, after a clash with that pack, and 
two days later, a fox from the Beachetts took hounds in a 
quick burst again to the master's house at Epping. This 
first-rate season ended on the same afternoon with a hard 
run from Parndon Woods. At the close of the season, the 
hounds were purchased by Mr. C. E. Green. 

1 890- 1. During this season the Hunt had to contend 
with drought during October ; prolonged frost during the 
winter, which stopped hunting from December 8th to 
January 26th, and bad scent during the latter part of the 
season. A wonderful hunting run occurred on November 
24th from Kelvedon Hall Wood. Hounds hunted their 
fox for upwards of three hours, ultimately killing him in the 
High Street of Brentwood. The Rev. Frederick Fane, in 
his eightieth year, was in at the death. 

The run of the season was that of March 14th. A fox, 


found in a faarefot stack near Row W'notl, ran for one hour 
forty minutes by Poplars, Canfield Mount and Aythorpe 
Roding to White Rodino-, where hounds ran into him with- 
out assistance from the huntsman, who had the misfortune 
to fall and break his leg. 

A week later, the annual meeting was held at Harlow, 
and Mr. Green again undertook the mastership. On April 
4th, the season ended with an hour of woodland hunting 
round Gaynes Park and Ongar Park in the morning, 
and a first-rate fifty-five minutes from Harlow Park to 
Copt Hall and Epping Forest in the afternoon. 

1 89 1 -2. A plentiful supply of foxes was found during 
cubhunting and continued throughout the season, which 
contained no blank day. In spite of bad scent in the early 
part of the season, and many stoppages from frost, forty- 
two brace of fo.xes were killed, the hia^hest number ever 
known with this pack, and a good stock remained at the 
end of the season. Amongst the red-letter days were the 
followinor : — November iSth, from Mark Hall to ground in 
Epping Forest by Loughton, and a good evening run from 
Latton Park. December 9th, very fast from Takeley 
Forest, where most of the field were left, past Canfield 
Hart on to High Roding Bury, and, finally, to ground at 
Wilson's .Springs, after three and a-half hours. January 


2nd, three good runs in the Rodings, just before a long 
frost ; and on February 6th — the best day of the season — a 
beautiful hunting run of one hour and fifty minutes, from 
Wilson's Springs across to Takeley Forest, ending in a 
kill at Canfield Hart, and a very fast evening run from 
Down Hall to ground in Latton Park. Another good day 
was March 21st, when hounds ran well in the morning from 
Curtis Mill Green to Ditchleys, and in the afternoon from 
Colonel Lockwood's gorse to below Chigwell village, where 
they killed their fox. 

The close of the season was marred by two incidents, 
which caused much regret. At the annual meeting on 
March 26th it was announced that Mr. Green felt unable to 
continue his mastership, owing to the depressed state of the 
shipping trade ; and four days later, when hounds were 
running well from Deer Park, Bailey had a fall over wire, 
and was badly hurt. His own description is that he 
thought he was a corpse, but deceived himself The 
hounds were well hunted for the next fortnight by Jim 
Cockayne. On April 1 6th the experiment was tried of 
hunting at 4.30 a.m., but a blinding snow-storm interfered 
with its success. Though Lord Willoughby de Broke, who 
was staying with the master, declared that hunting was out 
of the question, a select field, including Lady Brooke, faced 


the Storm, and were rewarded with a short run. Later in 
the da\- it was arrano-ed, at an adjourned hunt meeting, 
that the country should lie hunted duriuL!' the followinsf 
season by a Committee, with Mr. Green as field master. 

1892-3. Thecubhunting season was a very good one. 
An unpleasant incident was an alarm of poison in Black- 
more High Woods on October "th. Ne.xt morning there 
was a remarkable scent at Pleshey. Two and a-half brace 
of cubs, and an old fox, were brought to hand in a short 
morning's work. On the opening day hounds ran well for 
an hour from Down Hall, but thick fog threw out many of 
the field. During the winter hounds were often stopped 
by frost ; and in the spring, dry weather brought hunting 
to an early close. 

A red-letter day was January 30th. A local paper 
reports that, after a run from Bishop's Hall, hounds pro- 
ceeded to draw Curtis Mill Green, a sure find this season. 
Two fo.xes, almost at once, went away in the .same direc- 
tion, and the hounds, settling to one, raced him towards 
Dutlbrook, where he leant to the left, and ran through the 
Navestock coverts, the hcainds close at his brush. Over 
the river Roding, or rather through it, they drove without 
dwelling a moment. Here a very straight rider, and one 
who sees more than most of a run, for his courage is 



generally equalled by his judgment, indulged in the luxury 
of a cold bath. We trust that neither this- keen sportsman, 
nor his horse, was any the worse for their gallant, but un- 
successful, attempt to pound the field ; although, to use the 
language of a popular game, he may fairly be said to have 
been ' rubiconed.' The rest, with more caution and better 
success, cross by one or other of two convenient fords, in 
time to see hounds pour across the Ongar road for Sir 
Charles Smith's coverts. Streaming on by these, a momen- 
tary check occurs ; but Bailey, with his accustomed skill, 
sets them right, and they are soon in the recesses of that 
vast expanse of woodland — Ongar Park. But, alas for the 
fox ! it is of no avail that he has gained this usually safe 
haven. The hounds stick to him with relentless pertinacity, 
and he is compelled to succumb to such remorseless pursuers. 
Mr. Green, who went in his well-known style, must have 
been pleased to see the grand way his bitches ran ; and, as 
for Bailey, he beamed with delight when he handled the 
varmint. Time, forty minutes in the open, fifteen minutes 
in covert. Among so many thrusters 1 dare not, without 
giving offence by inadvertent omission of a name, particu- 
larise ; but I may, perhaps, be permitted to say what a real 
pleasure it was to watch Lady Brooke, on almost her first 
appearance on this side of the country, seeing the run 
so well." 


The writer of the above account distinguished himself, 
a month later, by being first in at the death, at Long Barns,, 
of a fox which had been run very fast for forty minutes 
from Mr. Caton's barn at Aythorpe Roding, and taking the 
fo.x from the hounds, in the absence of any of the hunt 

March 3rd was a very good day in the Friday 
country. Bailey writes : — 

" Met at Thaxted, and had one of the best runs ever 
seen. Found in Brockleys, and a nice scent ; he came 
straight through W'est W^ood, over the road, and set his 
head for the finest line of country ever could be straight for 
Thaxted Lodge Wood, over the big fields they fairly raced, 
and came as if for Lubber Hedges, bearing away to the 
right, leaving Avesey on his right. Mr. Green's horse 
fell down and pitched him head first into a deep mud 
hole, and when he got up he was such a sight, his eyes, 
mouth, and ears were full of mud, I thought he would 
have choked. He had to pull the mud out of his mouth. 
Hounds ran on through Dow Wood, through one corner 
of Bigod's Wood straight down to Dunmow, through 
Newton Hall, to the High Woods, across the Park by 
the Leys to the Maze, where we lost. I think we must 
have changed foxes, as no one fox could have stood it ; 


everyone had enough ; one hour and fifty minutes. We 
left off by 1.30." 

A few days later, after an hour and twenty minutes 
from Galley Hills to Broxbourne and back to Monkhams, 
where they killed, hounds were running a fox from Latton 
Park, when a blind ditch gave a fall to one of the best lady 
riders in the field. The same ditch brought down the 
master who, springing from it, and seeing a follower of the 
hounds on a "pumped out" steed on the opposite bank, 
asked him to cross the ditch on foot and take charge of his 
horse whilst he went to her ladyship's assistance. But the 
wary sportsman's motto was " Let well alone." "What," 
cried he, "am I to do with my own horse ? — the beggar will 
bolt ! " The beggar in question looked as if he would prefer, 
in the words of Mark Twain, " to lean up against a wall and 
think." Happily, all difficulty was soon removed by the 
arrival of the faithful Crawley. 

This was the last season of Mr. Green's mastership. 
He was a master for whom the longest day was never too 
long, and, as we have seen, he showed excellent sport. He 
gave close attention to the maintenance and improvement 
of the pack. In 1S90 he secured the Belvoir draft — the 
finest in England, numbering thirty-five couple, with a view 
to enabling the Hunt to breed their own hounds; and he 


held most successful pujipy shows to encourage the careful 
walking of puppies. His geniality in the field was well 
described by his successor, Mr. E. S. Bowlby, when he said 
that Mr. Green had made the Essex Hunt a sort of happy 


The Present Masters and Their Field. 

When Mr. C. E. Green was unable to continue as 
master, much anxiety was felt for the future of the Essex 
Hunt. In taking the office previously filled by "Sir 
Henry," Mr. Green had no light task to perform ; yet so 
able was his management that it was difficult to tell how 
matters were to be arranged for the future without oriving' 
ground for unfavourable comparisons. Since the death of 
Mr. Loftus Wigram Arkwright, in 1889, his only son, 
Mr. Loftus Joseph Wigram Arkwright has been looked 
upon as entitled, by right of birth, to succeed in due time 
to the office held for so many years by his father and 
grandfather. The young squire has long been recognised 
as " out and away " the best man to hounds with " The 
Essex," and, as we have seen, he had made his dtfhi^ as 
field master in the season 1888-9. But nowadays the 
ownership of Essex land does not justify lavish expendi- 

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ture, and the mastership might have proved too great a 
burden for Mr. Arkwright to undertake single-handed. 
The difficulty was happily overcome by the princely 
generosity of Mr. Edward Salvin Bowlby. This gentle- 
man's country residence — Gilston Park — is in Hertford- 
shire, but within easy reach of Essex, and Mr. Bowlby 
has long been a prominent supporter of the Essex, as 
well as of the Puckeridge hounds ; in fact, it is impossible 
to say how either of these packs could be carried on if 
his assistance were withdrawn. He now joined Mr. 
Arkwright in the mastership ; whilst Mrs. Bowlby became, 
so to say, "lady paramount" of the Esse.x field, a position 
which she fills to admiration. 

Gilston has interesting historical associations ; but we 
must confine ourselves to those of comparatively recent 

Nearly fifty years ago, the property came into the 
market, upon the death of Mr. Robert Plumer Ward, 
third husband and widower of a ijranci-dauCThtcr of the 
seventh Earl of Abercorn, who had inherited the Gilston 
property from her first husband, antl maintained a stately 
establishment, blocking the neighbouring lanes with her 
huge four-horse chariot, preceded by outriders in livery, until 
she got over the difficulty by causing bays, or " turn-outs," 
to be cut in the hedges. 


The estate was purchased in 1847, by Mr. John 
Hodgson, by whom the mansion was rebuilt. This 
gentleman is mentioned in Chapter IV. He had pre- 
viously lived at Wanstead, and he and his brothers 
were prominent members of the Essex field in Mr. 
Conyers's time. 

The Messrs. Hodgson were uncles of Mr. E. S. 
Bowlby, whose possession of Gilston dates from the death 
of Mr. John Hodgson in 1S82, at the age of seventy-six. 

The joint mastership of Mr. Bowlby and Mr. Ark- 
wright has now entered upon its third season. It has 
worked well, and long may it continue. 

Our chronicle of the chief incidents of the last two 
seasons is as follows : — ■ 

1893-94. The cubbing season was a very good one ; 
and durincr regular hunting several excellent runs took 
place. On December 20th, hounds ran at a great pace from 
Harlow Park to the great earths in Epping Forest ; the 
fox's line being doubtless an example of the good service 
rendered to foxhunting through the frequent visits to 
Epping Forest of Mr. Edward Barclay's harriers. On 
February 24th hounds met at White Roding. The 
day was a blank until late in the afternoon when an out- 
lying fox gave a first-rate run from near Hatfield Broad 



(3uk in a lame circle to Barrini'ton Hall. Amonafst the 
fortunate few who saw hounds find and were able to 
live with them in this run, special mention is due to Mr. 
Chaffey Collin. After riding his horse " Cedric " over a 
brook between Man Wood and White Roding at a place 
afterwards measured and found to be twenty-four feet in 
width, he resigned his pride of place to take charge of 
Bailey's exhausted horse, whilst the huntsman finished the 
run on "Cedric." On March 17th hounds again ran well 
towards Epping Forest, finding their fox in Mark Hall 
Wood, and killing him in the open near Spratt's Hedge 
Row, on the Copt Hall Estate. 

This year the Essex Hounds were for the first time 
represented at the Peterborough Hound Show. The result 
was most successful. Trouncer, bred at the Essex Kennels 
by the Whaddon Chase Tuner, out of Truelass by the 
Grafton Dancer, a compact and powerful hound, with 
forearms like those of a prize-fighter, was adjudged first 
out of thirteen entries in the Stallion Hound class. We 
give a portrait of this fine hound, taken from a picture by 
Mr. Frank Paton.^ Trouncer unfortunately died in the 

' This well-known artist lives at Moreton, near Ongar. The Essex 
Hunt country has furnished subjects for many of his admirable sporting 


following year, but the pack includes several of his 

1894-5. Some good sport was afforded in spite of 
the stoppages caused by long-continued frost. During this 
season there were two good runs from Bendysh Wood. 
On December 7th the line of the fox was over the open 
country up to and through Lidegates, and on to near 
Haverhill where he beat the hounds. On January Sth 
the fox ran a similar line, the run continuing over a fine 
country beyond Haverhill whence the fox worked his 
way back by Holmbrook and Hempstead to Little 
Bendysh, where hounds were stopped. The run had 
lasted one hour fifty-five minutes. Horses were done to 
a standstill. 

The best run of the season took place on December 
22nd. Bailey's account is as follows : — 

"Saturday, December 22nd, was one of the windiest 
mornings I ever was out. It very near blew one out of 
the saddle. There was a fox in the Hart, but we could 
hear nothing-. We drew the Thrift and found another 
fox, but couldn't do anything, so the master decided to run 
through High Roding Springs, and then give it up. We 
found a good fox, came away by High Roding Street, 
straight by Dobbs Wood, and rattled along to Lord's 



Wood, out by Crippen's Farm, close by Leaden Wood, 
bearino; to the left, as if for Good Easter, ran up the brook, 
and bearing to the right over a nice line straight to 
Skreens Wood, through, and were fairly beat ; but getting 
into the park hounds ran into him in the middle of the 
park after the best run of the season, one hour and ten 
minutes. A good eight mile point. Miss Morgan had the 

Our story of the v^arying fortunes of the Essex Hunt 
is told. Before we lay down the pen and return to the 
saddle, all that remains is to attempt a brief review of the 
leading members of the Essex "field," which, though 
larger than in earlier days, is still of moderate size, and is 
almost entirely restricted, thanks to the salutary "thirty 
guinea rule " to residents within the limits of the hunt. 

Agricultural depression, though nowhere more severely 
felt than in Essex, has not driven from the hunting field 
a fairly representative number of covert-owners and 
occupiers of land, the two classes by whose grace fox- 
hunting exists. In the former class, second only to Lord 
Rookwood comes Mr. Loftus J. W. Arkwright, not only 
as sharer in the mastership with Mr. E. S. Bowlby, but 
also as one whose care for foxes is as exemplary as his 
riding in their pursuit. 


After the masters ''Place aux dames." The late Lord 
Rosslyn cared little for foxhunting and the Easton 
coverts acquired in his time an unenviable reputation, but 
the Countess of Warwick inherits from her father, the 
Hon. Colonel Maynard, a genuine love of horses and 
hunting, and insists that the preservation of foxes, as well 
as game, must be attended to by every gamekeeper who 
enters her service. Whatever can be done is done by the 
Countess to ensure sport for her foxhunting neighbours, 
and for such guests as the Prince of Wales, the late Duke 
of Albany, the Princes Francis and Adolphus of Teck, the 
Duchess of Sutherland, Lady Clarendon, Lady Algernon 
Gordon Lennox, Lord Willoughby de Broke, Lord 
Lonsdale, and Lord Charles Beresford. 

Hallingbury Place, long ago closely connected with 
Easton Lodge in the management of the Essex Hounds, 
has recently had its hunting memories revived by the 
appearance in the field of Miss Archer Houblon, daughter 
of the present owner, Lieut.-Colonel G. B. Archer 

On the southern side of the country, at Havering, 
Mrs. Mcintosh often joins in a run from her gorse-planta- 
tion, or from the coverts of her fox-preserving neighbour, 
Mrs. Pemberton Barnes, who is represented in the field by 
her energetic son. 



Amongst county magnates, Colonel Lockwood oc- 
casionally lightens his Parliamentary labours with a 
day's hunting, and when hounds visit Down Hall, Lord 
Rookwood bids defiance to "Old Father Time," and 
returns to the saddle. 

Sir Charles Cunliffe Smith has two sons to represent 
him, and Sir Thomas F"owcll Buxton comes out to see 
hounds draw the Warlies coverts when he is not called 
away by a Colonial Governorship. His nephew, Mr. 
Gerald Buxton, of Birch Hall, Theydon Bois, with his wife 
and three sisters from Knighton, are often out and always 
well placed when hounds run. Mr. A. J. Edwards hunts 
from Beech Hill Park near Waltham Abbey, and will, we 
trust, be joined by his neighbour, Mr. Richard Beale 
Colvin and his wife, Lady Gwendoline {ne'e Rous), now 
that they have established themselves at Monkhams. Our 
list of hunting covert owners would be incomplete were we 
not to mention Mr. Chisenhale Marsh, though we wish 
that his cheery voice was heard in the hunting field as often 
as on the beautiful polo ground which he has, for the last 
thirteen years, generously provided for the " West Essex 
Polo Club " at Gaynes Park. 

The occupiers of land have for their " Nestor" a fine 
old sportsman, Mr. George Hart, of "Canes," Harlow, of 



whom we give a portrait. He has hunted in Essex for 
more than half a century, and though he has topped three 

George Hart. 

score and ten, he is still hale and hearty, as is also his 
sister, Mrs. Raincock, of Ashdon, near Saffron Walden, 


whose interest in foxhunting remains unabated in her 
seventy-fifth year. We have mentioned in an earlier 
chapter how indomitably the late Mr. Raincock hunted 
in Essex without spending the night away from his home 
in Surrey. When he died, in the same year with Mr. 
Perry Watlington, it was felt that the hunt had been 
deprived of its two best supporters. 

The families by whom farming has been most success- 
fully carried on within the boundaries of the E.ssex Hunt 
are those of Christy and Marriage, in the neighbourhood 
of Chelmsford. Mr. David Christy has regularly hunted 
with the Essex Hounds for more than fifty years, and both 
of these families are well to the fore in the preservation 
and pursuit of foxes. The well-known sporting fainilv of 
Sworder is represented with the Essex Hounds by that 
most graceful of horsemen, Mr. Harry Sworder, of 
Tawnev Hall, who unites with Mr. Georg-e Milbank, of 
Roxwell, in securing the support of the hunt to the 
Farmers' Benevolent Association. Other farmers, who 
are not prevented by bad times from joining in the sport, 
are Mr. Green, of Parndon, Mr. Waltham, of Stanford 
Rivers, Mr. Newman, and Mr. P'ry, of Barnston ; and in 
the northern f)art of the country, Mr. Richardson, Mr. 
Beadel, Mr. Scruby, and the veteran, Mr. King, of Bard- 
field, may be mentioned among others. 


Since the death of the Rev. Frederick Fane, the Rev. 
George Maryon Wilson, Vicar of Great Canfield, and the 
Rev. Lawrence Capel Cure, Rector of Abbess Roding, 
may be claimed as Chaplains of the Essex Hunt. Their 
guidance is equally safe when they are in the pulpit, and 
when, accompanied by their daughters, they make plain 
the intricacies of the Roothings in pursuit of hounds. 

Foremost among the military members of the hunt is 
Major-General Sir Evelyn Wood, V.C., youngest son of 
the late Rev. Sir John Page Wood, Bart., of Rivenhall 
and Cressing, Essex. Major Alfred Henry Carter, of 
Tilbury Fort, is an undaunted man across any country. 
Mrs. Carter also goes well to hounds. Major Maitland 
Wilson, Captain Ricardo, and Captain Dalrymple Bruce 
are all resident in the country, and each of them is 
accompanied in the hunting-field by his wife. 

A glance over the various divisions of the country, 
taken somewhat in the order of description chosen in 
Chapter I., will bring before us the "rank and file" of the 
field. On the London side of the country we find at 
Walthamstow the Messrs. Horner — father and son — of 
whom the former has hunted with the Essex Hounds 
almost as long as Mr. George Hart. He can still outstay 
many men half his age in a long hack home after a 


day in the Roothino-.s, where he much prefers a jump to an 
open gate. 

From Snaresbrook comes Mr. Pemberton Barnes, 
whose mother lives at Haverino- ; from Woodford, Mr. 
Joseph Borwick, a feather-weight, but " worth his weight 
in gold" as a supporter of the hunt ; from Chigwell Row 
Mr. Frederick Green, alread\' mentioned, and his sons and 
daughters ; and from Chigwell Mr. Alfred Suart, a 
Hurlingham polo player, and a man of weight both in 
haute finance and in the hunting field. 

At Loughton is the present abode of the former 
master, Mr. C. F. Green, whose return to the covert side 
last winter completed the enjoyment of his friends on days 
snatched from the frost in Essex and Fast Sussex. 

At Epping and Coopersale hunting fLirnishes during 
the winter the one topic of conversation, and Mr. C. F. 
Green often revisits his old haunts to talk of days past 
and to come with such kindred spirits as Major and Mrs. 
Tait, Mr. and Mrs. Waters, Mr. John Gurney Felly, Mr. 
Roland Bevan, the " Hunt Balls," Mr. Yerburoh, and the 
Messrs. Sewell. 

To the south we find at Dagnam Mr. John Sands, 
always ready when opportunity offers, with help such as 
he once afforded to Mr. Anthony Trollope. At Bentley 



Mill are the two Misses Moro-an, best in the field of aunts 
and nieces, and from Warley, just over the border of the 
Union Country, come Mr. and Mrs. Evelyn Heseltine, 
often accompanied by Mr. Edwin Caldecott and Mr. E. T. 
Helme, formerly Secretary of the Essex Union Hounds. 

At Harlow stand the horses of the Dawsons, pere 
et fils. This family has supported and followed the Essex 
Hounds through four generations. Mr. Thomas Dawson, 
of Shern Hall, Walthamstow, was one of Mr. Conyers's 
first subscribers and a good horseman. He kept horses 
at the "Cock," Epping, and at the "Saracen's Head," 
Dunmow, and always hacked there and back. His son, 
Mr, James Dawson, lived at Snaresbrook, where he kept 
a pack of beagles, with which Mr. R. C. L. Bevan used to 
come out. He afterwards removed to High Beach and 
hunted regularly with the Essex Hounds until 1866. He 
thoroughly understood hunting and went well. His son, 
Mr. George Hogarth Dawson, was long without a rival in 
the art of being with hounds on any horse. For some 
years he was unable to ride owing to an injury to his 
hip received in a polo match at Bishop .Stortford, but his 
indomitable pluck has enabled him to take the field again. 

In the neighbourhood of Harlow, Mr. Newman 
Gilbey, the tenant of Mark Hall, honours the genius 


loci by making free use of his stud. He is the latest 
addition, in our hunting fields, to a large family circle, 
sons and daughters of Sir Walter Gilbey, Sir James 
Blyth, Mr. Henry Blyth, and Mr. Charles Gold, M.P. 
These numerous cousins vie with each other in the pro- 
motion of sport on the polo ground, and in the hunting 
field, where the ardour of the faultlessly attired "Guy" 
takes him to the front, though a fall may spoil his coat, or 
a friend may carry off his hat. Well mounted and hard 
riding members of these families, from Elsenham, Bishop 
.Stortford and Stansted, hunt with and support the Essex 
as well as the Puckeridge, of which latter pack Mr. 
Tresham Gilbey is Secretary, jointly with Mr. Heaton 

Other followers of the hounds, resident within a few 
miles of the kennels, are Mr. Edward Exton Barclay, 
Master of the Epping Forest Harriers, and his brother- 
in-law, Mr. Howard Fowler, both of Roydon, Mr. 
Todhunter, a tried and trusted fox preserver, and Mr. 
A. R. Steele, both of Parndon, Mr. R. C. Lyall, of 
Hastingwood, and Mr. and Mrs. Weston Crocker, of 
Hatfield Grange. 

From Matching Green comes Mr. I'"rnest Ouare. 
Throughout the history of the Essex Hounds, the name 


of Ouare has been associated with the opening meet of 
the season. We have noted in Chapter VI. that in 1874 — 
the year of the death of Mr. Henry Ouare, uncle of Mr. 
Ernest Ouare — the opening meet was changed from 
Matching Green to High Laver as a tribute to his 
memory. Mr. Henry Ouare attained the age of 85, and 
hunted with the Esse.x Hounds ten days before his death. 
Sixty years earher the zeal for foxhunting of Mr. Ernest 
Ouare's grandfather, Mr. Benjamin Braine Ouare, was 
acknowledged by the presentation to him of a cup with 
the following inscription : — 

This Cup was presented to 

Benjamin Braine Quare, Esq., 

of Matching Green, 

in the County of Essex, 

by John Archer Houblon, Esq., 

Member for the County, 

Henry John Conyers, Esq., 

and the Members of the Essex Hunt, 

in testimony of their sense of his zeal 

in promoting their sport, 
and his polite attention on all occasions. 

25W November, 1814. • John Nesbitt, Sec. 

Mr. Tudor Braine Ouare, son of the gentleman thus 
honoured, and father of Mr. Ernest Ouare, came into 



possession of Man Wood on the death of his uncle, Mr. 
Henry Ouare, and sold that covert to the present owner, 
Lord Rookwood. Mr. Tudor Braine Ouare died in 1889, 


The Qu.\re Cup 

aged eighty-three, having hunted regularly two days a 
week to within four years ol his death. 


Mr. Ernest Ouare keeps up the traditions of his 
family. So quicls are his eye and ear that he can see the 
whole of many a good run without risking his neck by 
cross-country ridinsf. Wlien the foxhounds are not in 
his neighbourhood, he brings out an excellent pack of 
beagles, which has won distinction at the Peterborough 
hound show, and gives capital sport with the stout 
Essex hares. 

From over the Hertfordshire border, Mr. Archibald 
Peel and his daughters, Mr. F. E. Lloyd and Mr. Edmund 
Pelly are often out on Wednesdays. 

Turning to the Ongar district, we find at Stondon 
Mr. Tyndale White, Joint Secretary of the Hunt with 
Mr. R. Y. Bevan. Mr. White came to live at .Stondon 
in 1881. We have heard him assert that the Essex 
ditches at first frightened him very much, and gave him 
five or six falls every time he came out, so that, had it not 
been that it was absolutely necessary for him to hunt in 
the home counties, and he was thoroughly sick, after some 
fifteen seasons, of the great Kentish woodlands, he should 
have retired after the first fortnight. 

However, he soon learnt the knack of clearing the 
Essex ditches as well as anyone, though timber has always 
been more to his taste, and like old Jem Morgan, he will 
go out of his way to jump a stile. 


From Marden Ash, near Ongar — the residence of Mr. 
Henley Grea\-es when he was Master of the Essex — 
comes Mr. H. E. Jones, an expert in the combination of 
huntiny' in the mornino- with enliofhteninor Counsel in the 
Temple in the afternoon. Instilling into his horses the 
motto, jVod/i'Sse oblige, he yields the palm of straight 
riding to none but his daughter, Miss Ethel Jones. 

The fondness for horses and ouns shown bv Mr. 
Howel J. Price, of Greensted Hall, is shared by his 
neighbour, Mr. Leonard Pelly, of Bowes, Ongar, who 
stables the hunters of his friend, Mr. Ford Barclay, the 
" globe-trotter " of the hunt. 

Blackmore is represented by Mr. Hull of " Jericho," 
and Insratestone by the Messrs. Carr of " Truelo\es." 

From W'rittle come Mr. Thomas Usborne, M.P. 
for the Chelmsford Division of the county. Miss Wood- 
house and Mr. W. T. Roffey. The county town is well 
represented in the hunting field by the Messrs. Ridley, 
who have an aptitude — especially Mr. C. E. Ridley — for 
viewing a fox, either away from a covert or during the 
progress of a run, which i.s, like poetry, a gift of nature — 
not to be acquired, but inbred. 


Essex Hunt Races. 

The earliest recorded races in connection with the 
Essex Hunt were those mentioned in our account of the 
mastership of Colonel John Cook, when a silver cup was 
presented to be run for by gentlemen and farmers living 
within the limits of the hunt. Two or three successful 
races for the cup were run on Galleywood Common, 
where a race-course had existed for many years before 
Colonel Cook's arrival in Essex; but, in 1812, the hunt 
races were abandoned, as there was a lack of entries, 
and the race-course was under repair. After this, for 
sixty-four years, we find no trace of Essex Hunt Race 
Meetings, though the members of the " C. C. Club" 
occasionally got up a point-to-point race, starting from 
near Weald Hall and finishing opposite their head-quarters 
at the Sun and Whalebone. One of these races was 
ridden by Mr. John Stallibrass on a horse belonging 
to Mr. Edward Boards, against Jem Cassidy, who rode 


for another member of the Club. When passing Mr. 
George Hart's house at Canes, Mr. StalHbrass was at least 
one-third of a mile ahead, but Cassidy, whose horse 
refused the brook, kept on his line, and, no doubt to his 
agreeable surprise, found Mr. Boards' horse lying in 
the last ditch thoroughly pumped out, and his rider calmly 
smoking a cigar, not expecting to see any more of his 
opponent, who was merrily cheered for carrying out the 
old motto of " Never give up. " 

Of late years, race meetings have been held by the 
Essex Hunt at Rundells, between Harlow and Epping. 
The first of these meetings, held on March 28th, 1S76, 
was described as follows in the Essf.v Hcrixld : — 

"The Essex Hunt. 
' ' Private Steeplechase Alee ting. 

" One of the prettiest country race meetings often 
witnessed was that which took place on Tuesday last, 
in connection with the Essex Hunt ; and judging from the 
success with which it was attended, there is little doubt 
but that the members of the Hunt will look forward 
to a similar gathering to wind up each season in future. 

" The meeting arose out ol a wish expressed by 
Mr. Robert Wood and Mr. Hervev Foster, when re- 


turningr from a recent run with the hounds, to have a 
match. To give practical expression to this desire, Mr. 
fames Scruby readily offered the use of some of his 
meadow land at Rundells. The idea was then taken 
up by other prominent members of the hunt, and under 
the guiding influence of Mr. Loftus Arkwright, the popular 
master, Major-General Mark Wood, Lieutenant-Colonel 
Howard, Mr. Hervey Foster, Mr. R. Wood, Mr. P. 
Nickalls, and Mr. J. Scruby, the original match grew into 
a well-proportioned meeting of five events. 

" Rundells afforded every opportunity for securing a 
course representative of a run across country, and the 
stewards must be congratulated upon the very excellent 
line fixed upon and laid out, regard evidently having been 
had to the picturesque in the selection. The course was 
of a circular form, and commencing on some rising ground 
on the Harlow side, descended rather sharply into a 
pleasant vale (which ran about midway through the 
course), and then continued by a rather stiff ascent to the 
rising ground on the Epping side, where was the water 
jump marked by a fence ; the water was about sixteen 
feet wide. The line then drew down again into the vale 
and up a very sharp incline, with a fence just on the 
brow, to the upper ground on the Harlow side. In the 


case of the two first events, the distance was about two 
and a halt miles, which was accomplished by t^'oing twice 
round the course and continuing- on it for a certain 
distance a third time, until descending the hill from the 
Harlow side to the vale, alony- which extended a capital 
straight run in. There were no fewer than twenty 
fences and two water jumps. In the other three events, 
the distance was about two miles, and the start was 
on the hill on the lapping side, just beyond the 

" The weather being favourable and the locale being 
about midway between Epping and Harlow, a large 
company was attracted to the meeting, which may claim 
to be the beau ideal of a country meeting, for while 
the numerous coaches and carriages laden with ' fair 
women and brave men,' which were drawn up along- 
side the course in the vale, indicated the presence of 
the best families of the neighbourhood, the strong force in 
which the yeomen and tradesmen of the district appeared, 
testified to their appreciation of the venture, while the 
betting fraternity and those representatives of a more 
objectionable profession who generally favour these 
gatherings in such strong numbers were conspicuous 
onlv bv their absence. 


" From every point an excellent view could be 
obtained of the races throughout, and the scene from 
the stewards' tent was a most exhilarating- one. Owing-, 
however, to the fall of rain on Monday night, the 
going was terribly heavy, the meadows being in such a 
spongy state that the horses sank at each stride almost 
up to their fetlocks. Especially was this the case up 
the ascent to the height on the Harlow side, the awk- 
ward fence on the brow being an obstacle which sorely 
tested the stamina of the animals after the strain to 
breast the rise. 

" Although several mishaps took place, no injury 
occurred to either riders or horses to mar the pleasure of 
this most successful inaugural meeting. The stewards 
were Mr. L. Arkwright, Major-General Wood, Lieutenant- 
Colonel Howard, Mr. Hervey Foster, and Mr. P. Nickalls, 
who were all upon the ground and exerting themselves to 
the utmost to secure a successful issue, the General espe- 
cially distinguishing himself as the Admiral Rous of 
the meeting, whose decision was accepted as readily as 
his advice was sought upon any moot point. Mr. R. 
Wood efficiently discharged the duties of hon. secretary ; 
Mr. J. Scruby gave general satisfaction as judge ; and 
Lieutenant-Colonel Howard was all that could be desired 
as starter. 


" Mr. Superintendent Simpson and Mr. Inspector 
Robinson were present with a posse of constables. 

" The Light Weight Hunters Steeplechase. A cup, value £10, for 
horses, the property of gentlemen, that have been regularly hunted 
with Mr. Arkwright's hounds since January ist, 1876, and have 
never won a race value /20 ; list.; about 2k miles; one sovereign 
entrance to the fund. 

Mr. Nickalls' Conquest, list. 2lb. (Mr. G. F. Court) ... i 

Mr. H. Foster's Hilda, list. (Owner) ... ... ... 2 

Mr. Wood's Glenfishie, list. I lib. (Owner) o 

Mr. Daniell's Templar, I ist. (Owner) ... ... ... o 

Mr. T. Harper's Zisca, list. 2lb. (Owner)... ... ... o 

" Hilda made the running, with Glenfishie and Con- 
quest in close attendance. At the fourth fence Glenfishie 
ran into first place, luit at the water jump Hilda regained 
premier position, anil showed the way up the terrible in- 
cline towards the starting point, and cleverly took the 
nasty fence on the brow just in advance of Glenfishie, who 
slipped and fell at the obstacle, and got so fixed in the 
ditch that it was not releasetl until the race was nearly 
over. This was rather unfortunate, as the horse was 
going with great gamenes.s. Templar, witnessing the fall 
of Glenfishie, most persistently refused to attempt the 
fence, despite the determined efforts of Mr. Daniell, and 
he was obliged to retire. In the meantime, Conquest 
cleared the obstacle, and made it v(>ry warm for Hilda, 


and on coming to the water a second time, Conquest went 
to the front, and thouL^h Hilda, gamely responding to the 
gallant riding of Mr. F"oster, repeatedly challenged its 
antagonist, Mr. Court brought Conquest in an easy winner 
by five lengths. Zisca, which was soon out of the race, 
did not pass the post. 

" The Welter Cup, value £"10, for horses, the property of gentlemen, 
that have been regularly hunted with Mr. Arkwright's hounds since 
January ist, 1876, and have never won a race value ^lo ; catch 
weights over I3st. ; about 2k miles; one sovereign entrance to the 

Mr. Womersley's Wallflower (Owner) ... ... ... i 

Colonel Howard's Firefly (Mr. Wood) ... ... ... 2 

Captain Brace's Welcome (Owner).. ... ... ... o 

Colonel Howard's Shamrock (Mr. H. Foster) ... ... o 

"Shamrock jumped off with the lead, but at the third 
fence Wallflower forged ahead, and going away at a 
slashing pace, was several lengths in advance at the brook, 
but, mistaking the course, Mr. Womersley had to return 
from the bottom to the top of a field to get in the course, 
which placed him several lengths in the rear of Welcome, 
who, having come to grief at the water, was a long way 
behind Shamrock and Firefly. At the second fence in the 
second round Shamrock fell, and Wallflower, making up 
its lost ground very quickly, soon passed Firefly, and went 


on with ci loiio- lead. In the meantime, Mr. Foster, 
having remounted, was courageously pressing on in ad- 
vance of Welcome, but Shamrock was winded too much 
to hold out, and fell, a few fences further on, quite blown, 
and owing to the long rest it made on the ground, people 
at a distance, fearing that it was dead, made a general 
rush towards it, but it resumed its legs just as Wallflower 
came galloping in a winner by twenty lengths from Firefly 
— Mr. Womersley being loudly cheered. Welcome fell at 
a fence in the second round, and being hopelessly in the 
rear. Captain Brace retired. 

" The Farmers' Cup, value £20, for horses, the property of tenant 
farmers and tradesmen residing in Mr. Arkwright's hunt district ; 
the horses to have been hunted with Mr. .Arkwright's hounds, and 
to have been the property of the present owner since January ist, 
1876, and have never won a race vahie £10; i2st. and upwards; 
2s. 6d. entrance, to go to tlie fund; six horses to start, or no race; 
2 miles. 

Mr. J. Cutts, jun.'s, Edwin (Yeo) ... 
Mr. Brown's Camden (Mr. Kirkby)... 
Mr. F. \V. Chilton's Hunting Lass (Owner) 

Mr. Miller's Tommy (Owner) 

Mr. Baber's Tom (Mr. H. Baber) 

Mr. K. Lowe's Harkaway (F. Firr) 

" Harkaway went away with the lead, with four in close 
attendance, and the others well up, but Harkaway falling 


at the fifth fence, Tom went on first, and held the lead 
until, in the dip, Edwin went to the fore, and was well in 
advance at the brook, where Harkaway came to grief and 
never showed in the race again. Camden was going very 
Strongly when its rider was thrown, and although he 
speedily resumed his seat, a good deal of ground was lost. 
Coming up the hill from the v^ale. Hunting Lass drew up 
with Edwin, and for a time seemed like passing him, but 
she was unequal to the demand made upon her, and dying 
away in the straight, Camden raced past, and challenged 
the leader, but without avail, as Yeo, moving on Edwin, 
brought him in a winner by three lengths. There was an 
exciting race for third place — Hunting Lass just managing 
to prevent Tom passing her. Mr. Miller retired towards 
the close of the race. 

" A Match for £^ ; owners up ; about 2 J miles. 

Mr. H. Foster's Mother Bunch (Owner) ... ... ... i 

Mr. R. Wood's Snuff (Owner) 2 

"Considerable interest centred in this match, with 
which the meeting had originated. Snuff went away with 
a slight lead, but Mother Bunch soon drew up, and the 
pair went well together until descending into the dip, 
when Mother Bunch assumed the lead, and was a length 
or two in advance at the brook, but refusing the fence at 


the top of the hill on the Harlow side, Snuff took up the 
running. Mr. Foster, however, soon brouc^ht his mount 
over the obstacle, and three fences further on held a slight 
lead ; but what promised to be a very exciting race prac- 
tically ended here by .Snuff falling heavily at the fence, 
and Mother Bunch cantered in at her leisure. It was at 
first feared Mr. Wood had fallen under his horse, and a 
rush was made to the spot, but, happily, neither Mr. 
Wood nor the horse were injured. In this match, Mr. 
Wood conceded one stone to Mr. Foster. 

" The Pnrndon Hall Consolation Stakes, for horses, the property of 
gentlemen, farmers, or tradesmen, that have been regularly hunted 
with Mr. Arkwrighfs hounds since January ist, 1876, and that 
have never won a race at this or any other meeting ; catch weights ; 
about li miles ; entrance fee, 5s. to the fund ; to close and name to 
the Clerk of the Scales, after the preceding run, in the weighing tent. 

Mr. H. Foster's Mother Bunch (Owner) ... i 

Mr. Berwick's Broomielaw (Yeo) ... ... ... ... 2 

Mr. Daniell's Templar (Owner) ... ... ... ... o 

Mr. Harper's Brunette ... ... ... ... ... o 

" Mother Bunch made the running closely attended by 
Templar, but the latter again refused the fence at the top 
of the hill on the Harlow side, and being unable to get 
him over, iVIr. Daniell was obliged to retire, although his 
mount took the other fences in capital style, and went very 



Strong. Broomielaw then went on in close company with 
Mother Bunch, and, Brunette having retired through 
coming to grief at a fence, the race resolved itself into a 
match between these two. In the dip, Broomielaw 
showed in front, but Mother Bunch again assumed the 
lead at the brook, and maintained her advantage to the 
fence at the top of the hill, where Broomielaw fell, and 
Mr. Foster, then having the race in hand, went on and 
won easily, amid loud applause — Mr. F"oster's clever riding 
and the stamina of Mother Bunch, which thus pulled off 
two successive races, being the subject of general com- 

" The Scurry Stahes for All Comers. This stake was arranged on the 
field, on the conclusion of the previous race, and seven horses were 
entered for the £"10 stake offered. 

Mr. H. Foster's Hilda (Owner) i 

Mr. Kirkby's ... ... ... ... ... ... ... 2 

Mr. Chennell's... ... ... ... ... ... ... o 

" Also ran : Mr. W. Foster's, Mr. W. Lowe's, Mr. Mayor's, and 
Mr. Grossman's. 

"Mr. W. Foster's horse made the running, but was 
soon passed by Hilda, and a very exciting finish ended in 
Mr. H. Foster securing the stakes." 

It was originally proposed to hold the meetings only 


in alternate years, at the close of the hLintin^^ season. The 
second meetini^- was therefore held in 1S78, when, ovvino- 
to the forwardness of the season, it was thought advisable 
to fix upon March 5th as the date. 

This year, in addition to the Light Weight, Welter, 
and Farmers' Steeplechases, the card included a race for 
horses never previously raced, two matches, and two 
flat races, of which one was a "Consolation Stakes." 

In the Light Weight .Steeplechase, Mr. Hervey 
Foster held the lead on Guardsman till, falling at the 
second water jump, he gave Mr. Pemberton Barnes, on 
Peacemaker, an easy win. 

The Welter Weights afforded the race of the day. 
After an exciting struggle, Mr. Single, on Once too Often, 
passed the post in front of Mr. R. B. Colvin, on Bos- 
phorus, but the race was awarded to Mr. R. B. Colvin, as 
Mr. Single was disqualified. Mr. Colvin, riding Plevna, 
was also successful in his match against Mr. Edwards, 
on Farringdon. In the second match, Mr. Hervey 
P'oster's Coopersale beat Mr. Womersley's Newman 
Noeors, after both horses had refused the first two fences. 
Mr. Foster also wcjn the " Con.solation " Pdat Race on 
Interest. 'Phis year, Mr. P. R. Tippler made his first 
appearance at Rundells, winning the Planners' Cup on 


Miss Templar. For this meeting, a temporary " grand 
stand " was erected, but it was not sufficiently patronised 
to encourage a repetition of the experiment. 

There was an interval of three years between the 
second and third of these meetings. Meantime, Sir 
Henry Selwin Ibbetson had undertaken the mastership, 
and under his superintendence important changes were 
introduced. For the future, the meeting became an 
annual one, and though still termed " private," it was 
registered by Messrs. Weatherby, and the results were 
published in the Racing Calendar. At the third meeting, 
held in bitterly cold weather, on April 21st, 1881, the 
master's horses, ridden by the Hunt servants, for the first 
time took part in the races. A further novelty was the 
introduction, as the first event, of a Point-to-Point Race, of 
about i\ miles, one class to carry not less than list. /lb. 
the other not less than i4st. The race was run in a 
driving snowstorm. Eleven horses started, of whom eight 
fell in the course of the race, leaving the master's Multum 
in Parvo, ridden by Charles Littleworth (light weight), 
Mr. Hervey Foster's Pilgrim, ridden by the owner (light 
weight), and the master's Lawgiver, ridden by Fred Firr 
(heavy weight), to finish in the order named. 

The other six events were well contested. .Sir 


Henry followed up his success in the " Point-to-Point " 
Race by winning the Light Weight Cup with Viscount, 
ridden by Bailey, and the Welter Cu[) with Dobson's old 
hunter Desdichado (known at the kennels as " Dusty 
Shadow "), ridden by Firr. Mr. Hervey Foster, riding 
Pilgrim, came in second for the Light Weight Cup, and 
won the Consolation Race. 

The formation of the Esse.x Hunt Club, in March, 
1882, of which we have given an account in Chapter VTI., 
led to modifications of the conditions of the races. 

At the fourth meeting, held on April 12th, 1S82, the 
Point-to-Point, Light Weight, and Welter Cups were re- 
served for members of the club, and they presented the 
Roothing Cup, for which their own horses were not 
allowed to compete. At this meeting the weather was 
favourable, and, although there were no very exciting 
finishes, the racing was capital. In the first event, the 
Red Coat Point-to-Point Race, there were nine com- 
petitors. Mr. Hervey Foster, on Pilgrim, was first of the 
lisfht weights, and the master's horses. Matador and 
Multum in Parvo, ridden by Bailey and Littleworth, 
finished ne.xt in order, followed by the first of the heavy 
weights, Mr. Roland Bevan, on Sweep. Sir Henry again 
won both the Light and Heavy Weight Cups with the 


same horses and riders as in tlie previous year. For the 
Light Weight Cup, Mr. Hervey Foster rode a mare 
named Satanella, which he had bought from an Essex 
horse-dealer. She would have easily secured second 
place, but just before reaching the winning post, she made 
a bolt for the saddling enclosure, ran on to the ropes, and 
fell on her knees, knocking down several people, but for- 
tunately no one was hurt. In the Consolation Race, Mr. 
F'oster, by admirable riding, succeeded in bringing the 
mare in an easy winner. At this meeting, Mr. P. R. 
Tippler increased his reputation as a jockey by winning 
the Open Steeplechase, and coming in within half a 
length of the winner in the Farmers' Point-to- Point. 

Shortly after this meeting, Mr. Hervey Foster took 
Satanella to Ireland, and rode her at Ardee, where he 
had often run horses whilst visiting his brother in the 
neighbourhood. The result was a bad accident. The 
mare ran well, but in leaping a stone wall, horses in front 
of her knocked down some stones. On these Satanella 
stumbled. She fell upon her rider, and he sustained very 
severe injuries, which crippled him for life. 

At the fifth meeting, held on March 29th, 1S83, the 
Point-to- Point Race was won by Mr. Edward Ball's 
Burke (light weight), and Mr. Frederick Green's Madrid 


was first of the heavy weights. Each horse was ridden 
by its owner. For the Light Weight Hunt Cup, the 
master's Viscount came in first, but was disquaHfied for 
having gone the wron"' side of a flasf, and the race was 
awarded to The Prince, belonging to Mr. N. E. Char- 
rington. In the Esse.x Open Steeplechase no such 
mishap occurred, and the master's horses, Desdichado and 
\'i.\en, ridden by the Hunt servants, were placed first and 
second. .Sir Henry also won the P^sse.x Welter Cup, with 
Mince Pie. In this race, the flagging of the course was 
not clear enough for Mr. R. V. Bevan, who came in first 
by twenty lengths, on Mr. .Alfred .Suart's .St. George, but 
was disqualified for ha\ing failed to keep to the course. 
A special feature of this meeting was a handicap privately 
arranged by seven gallant heavy weights for the " Brig- 
gins Cup," presented by Mr. Albert Deacon, of Briggins 
Park, who himself rode in the race. The winner was Mr. 
C. E. Green (i6st. ilb.), on Joke. Ne.xt came Mr. Roland 
Bevan (i5st. gib.), on .Sweep, but he was disqualified 
because he could not draw the weight, and second place 
was awarded to Colonel Howard (i5st. 131b.), on Blue 

The sixth meeting was held on .\pril 17th, 1884. 
Though the weather was bitterly cold the attendance was 


very large. There were seven events, all bringing forth 
good fields. The huntsman was, unfortunately, unable to 
to ride, his horse having swerved and crushed his foot 
against a gate-post about three weeks before. In the Point- 
to-Point Race, out of thirteen starters, Mr. C. E. Green's 
Chance, ridden by Mr. Roland Bevan (light weight), finished 
first, and Mr. H. E. Jones's Chasseur, ridden by the owner 
(heavy weight), came in second. Viscount was again 
entered for the Hunt Cup. Mr. Edward Ball succeeded 
in keeping him in the course, and winning the Cup for the 
master, Mr. Hervey Foster's Pilgrim, ridden by Mr. 
Harry Bagot, being second. The Welter Cup also went 
to Sir Henry, the winner being Desdichado, ridden by 
Mr. H. Bagot. This year several improvements were 
made in the arrangements. Mr. J. H. Verrall kindly 
acted as Clerk of the Scales, and found the meeting so 
much to his taste that he continued to attend every year 
until prevented by another engagement. The Hunt 
Club had a luncheon marquee on the ground, and the band 
of the First Essex Artillery played during the afternoon. 

The .seventh meeting was held on April 9th, 1885. The 
attendance was larger than ever, though the weather was 
little better than in 1884. Mr. Roland Bevan again came 
in first in the Point-to-Point Race, riding this year his horse 


Gay Boy. The master's Maid-of-all-Work, ridden by Mr. 
Frederick Green, was first of the heavy weights. The 
race was run in a mist, and the two winners rode wide 
of the true direction on the outward journey until they 
turned in pursuit of Bailey, whose mount, though kept 
to the direct line, lacked speed to contend with Gay 
Boy. A Point-to-Point Race was also run for farmers. 
Sir Henry scored further successes in the course ot the 
day, winning the Hunt Cup with Deception, and the 
Welter Cup with Maid-of-all-\Vork, both ridden by 

The Essex Open Steeplechase Plate was won by Mr. 
Beale Colvin, on Studgroom, the property of Mr. Albert 
Deacon, and the favourite hunter of his daughter, Miss 
Amy Deacon, who in those days was one of the few ladies 
who rode straight to the Essex hounds. Her death, not 


long afterwards, was a blow which ended her father's 
hunting career. 

1885 was the last year in which a Point-to-Point 
Race was run at Rundells, the reason being that after that 
date, by the Grand National Hunt Rules, not more than 
two steeplechases were allowed to be held at Point-to-Point 
meetings. In subsequent meetings a change of name 
was also introduced, the Rundells meetings being in future 


known as the " Essex Hunt Club Private Steeplechases," 
instead of, as hitherto, the " Essex Hunt Private Steeple- 

The first of the separate " Point-to-Point " Race 
meetings was held at Great Hassells, Higrh Easter, on 
March 27th, 1886. Two races were run, each finishing in 
the starting field. The course was, for the Red Coat Race, 
towards Pleshey, to Mashbury Mill, and round by Elbows : 
and, for the Farmers' Race, towards Good Easter, to 
Bedford's Farm, leaving Good Easter on the left, then to 
Herring's, round by Mr. Oliver's and back. There were 
ten starters for the Red Coat Race, which was won by the 
master's Shylock, ridden by Bailey. The only heavy 
weight to complete the course was Mr. Alfred .Suart, 
though his horse, appropriately named Kingfisher, took a 
dip in the brook. In the Farmers' Race fifteen horses 
started, two of them (Lady Bell and The Caber) being 
winners at the Chelmsford Hunt Steeplechases on the pre- 
vious Tuesday. This race proved very exciting at the 
finish, as two of the first four that landed in the last field 
went the wrong side of the winning flags. This dis- 
qualified the first whip, Wesley, who came in first on 
Mr. W. Bambridge's Emily, and the race was awarded to 
Mr. Waylett's Lucy, ridden by the second whip, Jack 


Turner. Mr. R. V. Bevan, on Mr. T. Milbank's The 
Caber, secured second place, thou<rh his saddle slipped 
round within ten lengths of the winning post. After the 
races nearly 500 guests were entertained at luncheon bv 
the master and members of the hunt. 

The eighth of the Rundells meetings was held on the 
29th of the following month (.April, 18S6). The entries 
were received by Mr. A. J. Edwards, who has e\'er since 
taken a leading part in the management. .At this meeting 
Sir Henry closed his mastership by winning, for the third 
year in succession, both the Hunt Cup and Welter Cup, 
the former with Lord John, ridden by Turner, and the 
latter with Maid-of-all-W'ork, ridden by Mr. R. C. Ball. 
There were eleven starters for the Essex Hunt Steeplechase 
(Handicap). Mr. Colvin's Emily, ridden by the owner, 
came in first and was adjudged the winner, after an objection 
had been lodged by Mr. H. E. Jones (who finished second 
on his Krok), and over-ruled. 

In 1S87 the Point-to-Point Races were held at Good 
Easter on March i 2th. A fall of snow, accompanied by a 
bitter wind, prevailed for some hours during the morning, 
but in spite of this there was a large attendance, including 
Sir Henry, Mr. Loftus W. .Arkwright, and his new field 
master, Mr. C. E. Green. 


For the Red Coat Race there were eight starters. The 
course was about four and a half miles of fair hunting 
country. A well-contested race was won by Mr. Robert 
Lockwood's Bullseye, ridden by Mr. H. B. Yerburgh. Mr. 
Roland Bevan's Knight o' the Pencil, ridden by the owner, 
was a good second, and next came Mr. F"rank Bowlby, who, 
in spile of two falls, one being over a gate, secured first 
honours in the heavy weight division for his horse Kilkenny. 
A Tenant Farmers' Point-to- Point Steeplechase fol- 
lowed, prizes of ^30, ^10, and ^5 being offered for the 
first, second, and third horses in each class (light weights 
and heavy weights). Plight horses faced the starter, and 
were shown the way from start to finish by the first whip, 
Jem Cockayne, on Mr. Ephgrave's Midge. Mr. W. Mil- 
bank's Union Jack (heavy weight) came in second. 
After the race an objection was lodged against Mr. 
Ephgrave's qualification to run a horse. Upon enquiry, 
the objection proved to be well founded, and Union 
Jack was adjudged the winner in the light weight as 
well as the heavy weight class. At the conclusion of 
the races the master and the members of the Essex 
Hunt Club entertained a very large party at luncheon. 

The death of Mr. Hervey Foster on March 31st led to 
the abandonment of the Rundells Race Meeting for the year 


iSiS;. Mr. Foster had lived all his life at Theydon Garnon 
Rectory, near Eppin^-, with his father, the Rev. Sir Caven- 
dish Foster, who did not lono- survive his loss. He was 
born in 1S51, and, like many another Essex boy, he took 
his first lessons in riding to hounds with Mr. Henry Vigne's 
harriers. On cominsf of aire in 1872 he undertook the 
secretaryship of the Esse.x Hounds, in succession to Mr. 
Soames. Ten years later, on the formation of the Essex 
Hunt Club, he was made secretary of that also, and he con- 
tinued to hold both offices until his death. After his first 
experience of race riding at Childerditch, near Brentwood, 
he became devoted to this form of sport. As we have 
already seen, it was due to his efforts, in conjunction with his 
life-long friend, Mr. Robert Wood (now Lockwood) that 
the Rundells Meetings were started, and he was a constant 
competitor there as long as he could ride. He was of very 
light, almost fragile, build, and in Mr. Lockwood's opinion 
he was "a much better man to hounds than between the 
flags. Though a very neat rider, with beautiful hands and 
inin nerve, he lacked the strength to make a bad horse go. 
He hatl a good eye to hounds, and as long as he stood up 
he was there ; l)Ut his judgment failed him, and so he 
generally came to grief." He had Irish blood in his 
veins, and he rivalled the heroes of Lever's novels in 


reckless adventure. To sit behind his thorough-bred 
tandem in a wild gallop down Monkham's Hill towards 
the lodge gates, opened in the nick of time by a small 
child, or to dash home with him in pitch darkness from 
a ball at Chelmsford, was an experience never to be 
forgotten. Yet, such was the affection he inspired, that 
his faithful g-room, when ordered at an exciting moment 
not to leave his seat at the back of the dog-cart, burst 
into tears at being thought capable of deserting his 
master. It was delightful to hear the shouts of " Hervey ! 
Hervey!" which greeted him from all the countryside 
whenever he rode at Rundells. His great popularity 
with all classes in Essex was due to an unequalled 
courtesy and charm of manner. Deep sympathy was 
felt for him and his father in the sudden blow that 
struck him down, and during the five following years, 
when, in spite of much suffering, he was often seen 
following the hounds on wheels. The affection he 
inspired found expression in the following verses, written 
by Mr. R. Y. Bevan :— 

Never again ! the Essex Hounds may meet 

In calm or storm, in sunshine or in rain, 
But Hervey's presence at the trysting place 

Shall ne'er rejoice these aching eyes again. 


What though our hearts to pity long were moved 
By crippled form and face that told of pain ? 

Against hope still to the fond hope we clung, 
That he would climb the saddle once again. 

Never again I the slender form that seemed 

Too slight so brave a spirit to contain, 
O'er bank and brook, o'er Roothing ditch and plough. 

Shall never guide our straining steeds again. 

Never again ! Oh ! then let stillness brood 

On Rundells pastures this sad Eastertide. 
Hushed be our revel; where he triumphed erst 

This year no eager rivalry shall ride. 

Untrampled let the grass this spring revive. 

No breath of spring can give us back our dead. 

On Pilgrim once a victor, he is now 
The last lone pilgrimage compelled to tread. 

Come, friends, stand here, a little space aside. 

In reverent, silent sympathy for one, 
The widowed father, who has lost in him 

The solace of his years, his darling son. 

The Point-to- Point Races of 18S8 were of more than 
usual interest, as the Plast Esse.\ llimt united with the 
Essex in the arrano(-nients for the Meeting, which was held 
at Thaxted on March 9th, and attracted a very large attend- 
ance. TwentN-two horses faced .Sir Hcnr\-, who started 
them at the first attempt. FIk; I'lssex Hunt entries were 
the most numerous. Mr. .Alfred Kemp, a young Essex 


light weight, on his Killarney, soon took the lead. Riding 
with admirable judgment, he held his advantage, and won, 
after a very exciting finish. He was closely followed by the 
future Master of the Essex Hounds, Mr. L. J. W. Ark- 
wright, on Alba, and next came Bailey, the Essex Hunts- 
man, on Mr. H. E. Jones's The Knight. Mr. Richard 
Beale Colvin, Master of the East Essex Hounds, on 
Mr. Cecil Colvin's Cossack, came in fourth, and pulled 
off the Heavy Weight Stakes. After this most suc- 
cessful meeting, an interval of two years elapsed before 
the next Point-to-Point Races were held by the Essex 

The ninth of the Rundells Meetings was held on 
April 5th, 1888. In the Light Weight Hunt Cup Race 
Mr. J. V. Walmesley's grand hunter Harlequin made his 
first appearance at Rundells. Unfortunately he fell, and 
Bailey, who was riding him, broke his leg, leaving Mr. 
Alfred Kemp's Kingston, ridden by the owner, to win 
a good race by a short head in front of the master's 
Misunderstood, ridden by Mr. R. D. Hill. After this 
accident the Hunt servants ceased to ride in the races 
at Rundells. In the same race Harlequin's stable 
companion, Gay Boy, ridden by Jem Cockayne, fell 
and broke a leg, and had to be destroyed. His rider. 


fortunately, escaped unhurt. On the same day, in the 
Welter Cup, Mr. Alfred Kemj) rode Harlequin, anil 
brought him in first, with Mr. H. I'l. Jones's Kingswood, 
ridden by Mr. Roland Bevan, second, antl Mr. Cecil 
Colvin's Cossack, ridden by Mr. R. B. Col\ in, tliird. 

At the tenth ot the Rundells Meetings, held on 
April 25th, icSSg, Harlecjuin was ridden by Mv. Alfred 
Kemp in the Light Weight Hunt Cup and Welter Cup, 
and won both races. In the former race Mr. Loftus J. 
W. Arkvvright's Diana ran second, and .Sir Henrv's Mis- 
understood was third. In the latter race there was only 
one other competitor, and Harlequin came in alone. 

In the following year, on April loth, at the eleventh 
Rundells Meeting, Harlequin, again ridden by Mr. Alfred 
Kemp, won the Open Hunters' Steeplechase Plate, and the 
Rundells Hunt Cup. This year the Light Weight Hunt 
Cup was taken by Mr. A. J. Edwards's Blanchette, ridden 
by Mr. Harry Bagot, and the W'elter Cup (which was this 
year a 15 stone race) by Mr. H. E. Jones's Lu.xury, ridden 
by the owner. Mr. Shefheld Neave, on Mr. Percy 
Hargreave's Conservative, was second, and the rush with 
which Colonel the Hon. W. H. Allsopp, who was thirtl, 
came at the fmish on his gallant grey horse, Coroner, though 
rather late (some two or three minutes) was much admired. 



At this meetinu', Mr. C. E. Green celebrated the 
close of his first season as M.F. H. (his previous position 
had been that of Field Master) by entertaining the 
farmers and occupiers of land in the district of the 
hunt at a sumptuous luncheon. Similar festivities were 
held at each of the Rundells Meetings during Mr. 
Green's mastership. 

Harlequin did not again run at Rundells. His 
triumphs were closed by the premature death of Mr. 
Walmsley — described by one who knew him well, as 
"a dear good chap, and one of the best companions." 

In 1891, Point-to-Point Races were held on Febru- 
ary 28th at High Roding, over a course of about two 
and a half miles, in which it was necessary to cross 
and recross the River Roding. In the Red Coat Race 
the stream maintained its formidable character by bring- 
ing to grief, on the return journey, Mr. Tyndale White, 
on Proserpine. Mr. L. J. W. Arkwright, on Diana, 
cleared the jump, and, distancing the other eleven com- 
petitors, came in first, followed by Miss Morgan's Terry, 
ridden by Mr. Alfred Kemp, and Mr. Tresham Gilbey's 
Glencairn, ridden by the owner. Mr. Sheffield Neave, 
on Mr. Weston Crocker's The Marquis, came in fourth, 
and was first of the heavv weights. In the Farmers' 


Race the Roding brouo-ht a lot of grief, so much so, 
that the last man had no chance of riding" at it, there 
being so many splashing about in it. The race was 
won by Mr. A. C. Doxat, on his wonderful mare Dolly 
(scarcely more than a pony), and Mr. W. D. Caton, 
of Aythorpe Roding, finished first of the heavy weights 
on his good horse Woodman, after a gallant struggle 
with Mr. Sheffield Neave on Mr. VV. Blyth's Sally. 

/\t the twelfth Rundells Meeting, held on April 2nd, 
i8qi, Blanchette, aoain ridden bv Mr. Harrv Baaot, was 
relegated to second place, for the Light Weight Hunt Cup, 
won by Mr. Alfred Kemp, on Sir Henry's Burnouse. The 
Welter Cup was taken by Mr. Cecil Colvin's Cossack, 
ridden by Mr. R. B. Colvin. Mr. Percy Tippler's fine 
riding secured the Roothing Steeplechase for Mr. A. Poole's 
Drummer Lad, and the Esse.x United Hunt Cup for Mr. 
Solomon Young's Covertside. 

In 1892 Point-to-Point Races were held on March 23rd, 
at Wintry P'arm, Epping. The course across the Cobbins 
Brook to a turning flag near Epping Old Church was 
marked out by .Sir Henry .Selwin Ibbetson, who also acted 
as starter and judge. Of the fourteen startcM's for the Red 
Coat Race, there were se\-en light weights and seven heavy 
weights. The light weights were first despatched. Mr. 


Loftus J. W. Arkwrig'ht, on his mare, Diana, took a line of 
his own on the outward journey, and succeeded in reaching" 
home three lengths in front ot Lady Brooke's Cheltenham, 
ridden by Mr. Seymour Caldwell. In the Heavy Weight 
class Mr. George Sewell came In first on his mare Duchesse. 
Mr. Cyril Buxton, whose melancholy death soon after caused 
universal res^ret, rode in this race. 

The Farmers' Race was won with ease by Mr. Harry 
Sworder, on Telephone. Mr. J. T. Mills's Cardinal, ridden 
by Mr. H. J. Miller, was first of the Heavy Weights. 

The thirteenth Rundells Meeting was held on April 
2ist, 1892. Times were bad, and few horses were entered 
for the Hunt Cup and Welter Cup. In the former race 
there were only two starters. The winner was Blanchette, 
ridden this year by Mr. Loftus J. W. Arkwright. In the 
latter race an exciting incident occurred. Sir Henry's Saturn 
fell at the water jump, and his rider, Mr. Harry Bagot, was 
disabled. The well-known amateur jockey, Mr. G. B. Milne, 
who was standing close by, sprang upon the horse, overtook 
Mr. Loftus J. W. Arkwright, on Diana, and finished in front 
of him amid tremendous cheering. The race, however, 
fell to Mr. Arkwright, as Mr. Milne could not draw the 

In 1893 the Point-to-Point Races were held at Stondon, 


near Ongar, on March 15th, and were remarkably suc- 
cessful, the only cause for regret, and it was very generally 
shared, beinQ- the absence of Mr. Tvndale White from a 
meeting held almost at his own door, in consequence of 
the death of his father. There were seventeen starters 
for the Red Coat Race, and Lord Rookwood decided, 
with the consent of the riders, that there should be separate 
races for the Light and Heavy Weights. Both races were 
well contested, the former being won bv Ladv Brooke's 
Truelove, ridden bv Mr. Loftus 1. W. Arkwritjht. and the 
latter, as in the previous year, by Mr. George Sewell's 
Duchesse, ridden by the owner. In the Farmers' Race, 
which followed, a most exciting finish resulted in a win 
for Mr. J. Christy's Borderer, ridden by Mr. Loftus J. W". 
Arkwright, Mr. J. Milbank's Sir Frederick, ridden by Mr. 
" Trevor." beingr second. 

The fourteenth Rundells Meeting, held on April 6th, 
1893, was remarkable for the presence of a horse belong- 
ing to H.R.H. the Prince of Wales and for the hardness 
of the ground, which caused many refusals. The Prince's 
horse, Sweetwood, ridden by Mr. Loftus J. W. Arkwright, 
was one of eight starters for the Op^ien Steeplechase Plate. 
At the open ditch all the eight repeatedly refused. In the 
end the race was won by Mr. Edwards's Parasite, ridden by 


Mr. Percy Tippler. Of the others, Sweetwood alone 
finished. The Light Weight Hunt Cup and Welter Cup 
Races were poorly contested, as nothing finished except 
the winners — True Love and Duchesse, each carrying the 
same rider as at Stonclon. During the following season, 
Mr. George Sewell and Duchesse had a perilous ad- 
venture whilst following hounds near Epping. The 
mare was taking a fence in her usual bold style, when 
wire, unseen by her rider till it was too late to check 
her, became entangled about her, and brought her down. 
Mr. Sewell had a wonderful escape from injury, though 
his coat and saddle-Haps were torn to ribbons. The 
poor mare was terribly lacerated, and so completely 
unnerved that for three weeks .she could not be left 
alone, day or night. Yet, by assiduous care, she has 
been enabled to carry her master to hounds again. 

In 1894 the Point-to- Point Races were held on March 
2nd at Great Easton, over a course about four miles in 
length consisting entirely of ploughed land, on which the 
going was very deep. As in the two previous years, the 
Red Coat Race was run in two classes, the Light Weight 
class being" won by Major Carter on Spitfire, and the 
Heavy Weight class by Mr. " Darnley " on Woodside. 
Mr. "Darnley" also finished first for the Farmers' Cup 


on ^Ir. Milbank's Sir Frederick. In the latter race 
Mr. Avila's Kildare, ridden by Mr. Sheffield Neave, 
finished first of the Heavy Weights. 

At the fifteenth Rundells Meeting, held on April 5th, 
1S94, small fields were still the order of the day. There 
were four starters for the Light Weight Hunt Cup, which 
was won by Mr. Walter Ikickmaster's .Success, ridden by 
the owner. Mr. P. Sellar's La Comtesse, also ridden by 
her owner, won the Welter Cup with only one competitor. 

In the present year ( 1S95) the Point-to-Point Races 
were held on March 23rd at High Roding Bury in charming 
weather. The course of about three and a-halt miles in- 
cluded several stiff fences and water jumps, one of the latter 
being- the River Rodino-. There were no less than twentv- 
four starters for the Red Coat Race which, as usual in 
recent years, was run in two classes. The Light Weight 
class was won by Mr. Tresham Gilbey's Joan, ridden by 
Mr. Walter Buckmaster, and the Heavy Weight class by 
Mr. Newman Gilbey's Watchman, ridden by Captain 

The Farmers' Race was again won by Sir Frederick, 
ridden this year by Mr. Loftus J. W. Arkwright. The 
first of the Heavy Weights was Mr. Theodore Christy on 


The Rundells Meeting has proved only too attractive 
to a rough element from the East End of London. As 
early as 1878 it was remarked that the idea of a "private 
meeting " was but feebly sustained, the course being liter- 
ally deluged with a large number of the woollen-throated 
East End betting fraternity. Welshers and card-sharpers 
were present in force, and some excitement was caused by 
a horse-whipping administered to one of the latter by Mr. 
William Symonds, the Clerk of the Course. Since those 
days some improvement has been effected, but in the present 
year (1895) the Committee of the Hunt Club thought 
that, as the "fields" were getting smaller, and the East 
End element of the races was getting larger, it would be 
well to abandon the Rundells Races and merely have a 
Point-to-Point Meeting, with a lunch. A petition was, 
however, presented to the Committee signed by three 
hundred Esse.x farmers, expressing their regret at the pro- 
posed abandonment of the races, to which they assured the 
Committee they and their families had looked forward from 
year to year. On finding that much disappointment would 
be caused if the races were not held, it was resolved that 
the meeting should take place as usual. 

The sixteenth meeting was accordingly held on April 
1 8th, 1S95, ''^'^*^l proved as attractive as ever to spectators, 


though the number of entries was small. The chief event 
was the Essex Hunt Club Cup, which was won by Major 
Carter on Spitfire, with Mr. R. L). Mill on Eastern Lady 
second, and Major Little on Mr. A. J. Edwards's Plying 
Childers third. 


The Essex Union Country — Its Physical Charac- 
teristics — Lord Petre and his Hunt Servants — 
Division of the Country — Mr. Payne — Mr. 
Scratton — Mr. Ward and Mr. James Parker — 
Mr. Parker's Hunt Servants — Mr. Scratton's 
Second Mastership — The South Essex and Mr. 
Abraham Cawston — Mr. Arthur Cox — His Death 
— Sir Thomas Lennard — C. Shepherd — Nimrod 
Long— Mr. Offin— Mr. W. H. White— Dick Yeo 
— Bayley — Captain Carnegv — Commander Kemble 
— Testimonial to George Rae — Mr. Ashton — 
Colonel Hornby — Landowners in the Essex 
Union Country — Some Old Records — A Day 
with Mr. Scratton — Good Runs. 

[^Contributed by " Ex-Sec."^^ 

In our school-days we were put through our facings in 
geography by being asked to define the boundaries of a 
country. Let us, therefore, commence this chapter with 


a jJ'eographical description of the Essex Union country. It 
is bounded on the north by the mail-coach road from 
London to Colchester/ on the south by the River Thames, 
on the east by the Blackwater River and an arm of the 
German Ocean, and on the west, we wen^ ,?oing to say by 
London, for the western end ot the country extends to 
Barking, which is within five miles of the metropolis. A 
glance at the map shows that it is a long narrow country, 
as it is no less than forty miles in length from the eastern to 
western extremity. Though not such a fine open 
country as the Essex, the Union is, nevertheless, a very 
sporting one. It has always been known as carrying a 
good scent, and being well stocked with good wild 
foxes. Of late years, in consequence of the wretched 
price obtainable for wheat, the area of grass has con- 
siderably increased. We doubt if the grass carries as 
good a scent as the plough. We can quite hear some 
of our readers e.xclaim at this remark ; still, that is our 
experience, and though, of course, there are some days 
when hounds drive along better over the grass, we 
think, take the season through, particularly should it be 

' We believe thai it is now agreed that for the fuluie the Essex country 
is to extend to the railway hne, so far as it runs south of the coach road. 


a wet one, that the ploughs in this particular district 
hold the better scent. It is essentially a bank and 
ditch country with occasional opportunities for a good 
water jumper to distinguish himself. As regards the 
amount of timber to be negotiated, we verily believe 
you might go through a whole season and never lose a 
gallop, were you mounted on a horse that would not 
look at a sheep-hurdle. You want a clever horse 
who will use his hind legs, and who can stay through 
dirt. There is a good deal of jumping, and there are 
nothing like the number of gates we find in the so- 
called " swell " countries. But you may go farther and fare 
worse, and the writer, who has assisted at the chase in 
several other happy hunting districts, can fairly say that 
anyone really fond of sport, and who does not want always 
to be on grass, will see more than the average amount of 
fun here. For past records, going back to 1822 up to the 
present time, we think the following is a true bill. In that 
year. Lord Petre, grandfather of the present Lord, hunted 
the country with kennels at Thorndon Hall ; but it was 
not till some three years later that he hunted the portion 
lying between Danbury and Tillingham. In order to do 
this, hounds were sent once a fortnight to the Griffin Inn, 
Danbury, where a temporary kennel was erected. \\ illiam 


Evans, who had previously served as whipper-in to the 
Cottesmore, under the late Lord Lonsdale, was his hunts- 
man. He remained till 1824, and was succeeded by Hort. 
In 1832 his Lordship miorated to the Puckeridge country, 
taking Hort with him as huntsman. He remained for 
three seasons as master of the Puckericlo-e, and durine this 
period the Flsse.x Union was carried on by Messrs. Brewett 
and Nash, both of whom lived at Rayleigh. They had their 
kennels there for two seasons, and subsequently at Crows 
Heath, near Downham. Meshach Cornell was huntsman at 
this time, and must have been a wonderful man in his way. 
He could ride any horse, and was frecjuently put on those 
others could not ride. He was a little man, with a very 
shrill voice. He died of a fit some years afterwards 
in the boiler house at the kennels at Mucking, where 
he was employed by Mr. Cawston, then master of the 
South Essex. In 1836, Lord Petre again became master 
of the Union country, and purchased the hounds from Mr. 
Brewett. Jot- Roots was then ]jut on as huntsman, and 
remained with Lord Petre till the latt(*r gave up the hounds 
in 1839. Roots went to the Devon and Somerset Stag- 
hounds, subsequently returning as first whip to the Hon. 
F. Petre, his lordship's son, who, for many seasons, hunted 
the Essex Staghounds with great success, carrving the 

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horn himself. During the two periods of Lord Petre's 
mastership, the hounds were styled " Lord Petre's Fox- 
hounds." As we have mentioned in our first chapter, Lord 
Petre hunted the Blackmore High Woods and Thoby Wood 
(both in the Essex country) and Moulsham Thrift (in the 
Union country), as neutral coverts with IMr. Conyers. 
Lord Petre hunted the country in princely style, was a 
good judge of both horse and hound, and devotedly fond 
of both. He purchased most of his animals from Anderson 
in Piccadilly, a noted man in those days. He was par- 
ticularly cheery, affable, and kind, seldom speaking harshly 
to anyone. He was, moreover, the best and kindest of 
masters. The following letter, written to a second whip, 
shows the kind feeling that existed between him and his 
servants : — " Bill, — I am so orieved at beino- oblioed to 
tell you that the largeness of my family obliges me to give 
up the hounds ; I am obliged to write this, for I cannot 
speak it, as it cuts me deep. I shall be happy to assist 
you in getting another place." A farmer who had got 
into difficulties, and consequently was obliged to sell his 
hunter, was very miserable at being unable to hunt. 
Matters were arranged for his keeping on the farm. Lord 
Petre sent for him, gave him a good horse, and sent him 
some oats to finish the season with. Need we say the 


country sustained a oreat loss when so popular a master 
resigned? In 1S39, after Lord Petre resigned, the 
country was divided — the north-eastern portion being- 
styled the Essex Union, and the south-western portion 
the South Essex. The first-named comprised the country 
lying between Bradwell-on-Sea and Norsey Wood, and 
the latter from Norsey Wood to Barking — Norsey being- 
drawn by both packs. Norsey Wood, the property ot 
Lord Petre, is a biyuish cover near Billericav. Mr. C. 
Comyns Parker built kennels at the Hyde Farm, Danbury, 
and Mr. Payne, of Maldon, hunted that portion of the 
country (Essex Union) from 1839 to 1848, with Will 
Cross as huntsman, while Mr. Harding Newman, of 
Nelmes. near Hornchurch, hunted the South P^ssex. Mr. 
Scratton succeeded Mr. Payne in 1848 (with Jem Morgan 
as huntsman), and he was succeeded, in 1851, by Mr. 
Ward for one season, when the latter died. Mr. James 
Parker, of Baddow House, then took the reins for two 
seasons. He was sujiposed to be the handsomest man 
in Essex, havinyf verv efood features, and teeth oi ex- 
traordinary whiteness. No better fellow ever breathed. 
He was a strong Conservative, full of fun, and those who 
remember him will never forget his cheer\- face and hearty 
laueh, and the fun they had with him. On one occasion 


his hounds met at the Royal Hotel, Southend. They 
found a fox in what is known as the Shrubbery, on the 
cliff there (a place where in these days nothing but number- 
less " 'Arrys and 'Arriets spending a 'appy day at the sea" 
are to be found), had a gallop and killed him, returned to 
lunch at the Royal, drew the Shrubbery again, and found 
another fox and killed him. His servants were Will Cross 
and Joe Sorrell. Mr. Parker died at the early age of forty. 
In 1854, succeeding Mr. Parker, Mr. Scratton again took 
the hounds with Will Cross as huntsman, but in 1857 Mr. 
Scratton took the horn himself for two seasons, till 1859, 
when .Shepherd, who had previously been whip in the Essex 
country, came to him as huntsman. The kennels had been 
moved to Prittlewell Priory, Mr. Scratton's place, near 
Southend, in 1857. During this period the South Essex 
had been hunted by Mr. Abraham Cawston, who came 
from Suffolk. He was a large yeoman farmer at Mucking, 
and the kennels were at the latter place on a farm of Mr. 
Arthur Button's (as his name was then). Mr. Cawston 
showed fine sport to the farmers in that district, who solely 
composed the field in those days. He had an almost intui- 
tive knowledge of the run of a fox, and was so persevering 
that he frequently made a run where other huntsmen 
would have thrown up the sponge in sheer disgust. In 


1857 Mr. Arthur Button took the South Essex, and a few 
years afterwards, on succeeding his uncle, Captain Cox, of 
Harewood Hall, near Upminster, he took the name of Cox. 
No better sportsman ever rode to hounds than Arthur Cox, 
it did you good to see him out hunting, he was so cheery and 
keen and full of chaff "Six days a week if the horses are 
right " was his motto. Poor fellow, he was a perfect martyr 
to rheumatism, and often rode in the greatest pain. The 
writer has sometimes seen him barely able to get on to his 
horse, but when once there and hounds ran, no one could 
get in front of him. He couldn't bear to see hounds 
pressed — as what good sportsman can ? and on one occa- 
sion he was heard calling out, " W are wire ! " to an ardent 
young pursuer. It had the desired effect, as the gentleman 
in question pulled up. and Cox riding up to him said : " It 
is all right, but don't press 'em." As he was hospitable to 
a degree, the meet at Herongate was always a favourite 
one, and a fox was invariably to be found afterwards in 
Pigott's Bushes, a covert Cox rented from Lord Petre at 
that time. He always rode small, well-bred horses. His 
end was a very sad one. When jumping a fence near 
White's Bridge at the end of the season 1869-70 he threw 
his arm up and broke it. Amputation was found necessary, 
and he never rallied from the shock. Everyone liked him, 


and the large number of foxhunters present at his funeral 
at Upminster will never be forgotten. During his last 
illness, Rees, Mr. Offin's huntsman (who was very fond of 
him), said one day to one of the surgeons who was attend- 
ing him : " If you, Sir, will cure Mr. Cox, there is £^o in 
a drawer of mine at the kennels, which is yours." This 
speaks for itself. In iS6o.Sir Thomas Lennard, of Belhus, 
succeeded Mr. Cox with kennels at Belhus and Ransom 
as his huntsman, son of the stud-groom so long at the 
Royal Paddocks, Hampton Court, now, alas ! a thing of 
the past. Sir Thomas resigned in the spring of 1861. In 
that year Mr. Scratton consented to hunt the whole country 
which Lord Petre had, as before mentioned, reigned over, 
and the division into two countries came to an end. The 
pack was styled " Mr. Scratton's Foxhounds," and his first 
season in the two united countries was an unprecedentedly 
good one. Shepherd accounting for forty-four and a-half 
brace of foxes, a score which has never been approached 
since. It was not child's play hunting this large extent of 
country four days a week, with the kennels situated as they 
were on the extreme corner of the country. Mr. Scratton, 
a very good coachman, used, when the meets were a long 
way off, to drive his hounds and servants on in a hound 
van with four horses to Wickford, nine miles from Prittle- 

C. SIIKrilERl). 2/5 

well Kennels, and for the extreme western part of the 
country the railway at times was made use of. The Hatl- 
leigh and Hockley Woodlands, near Prittlewell, were 
regularly hunted every Monday, and capital sport was the 
result in what the masher of the day calls "jungles." 
Foxes, from being so frequently hunted, used to leave their 

She]:)herd left at the end of the season 1861-62, and 
migrated to Lord Leconfield's country in Sussex, where he 
has remained as huntsman ever since, and is doubtless the 
oldest professional in harness at the present day. We saw 
him a few years since, his seat as upright and fine as ever, 
and though he must be over seventy he is, we are told, as 
good a hand at bringing his fox to book as any huntsman 
in the country. He was the quickest man in getting his 
hounds on to their fox's back, when he broke covert, we 
ever saw, and his fine voice and good manner with hounds 
made them so handy that his whips had little trouble in 
turning them to him. Long may he still be in the saddle. 
Nimrod Long, son of Will Long (so many years huntsman 
to the Duke of IJeaufort), succeeded -Shepherd, but he 
only remained two seasons, and went on to the lirocklesby 
to Lord Yarborough. He had as pretty a seat on a horse 
as you often see. Harry Rees, a Welshman, succeeded 


Long, and remained in the country till the end of the 
season 1872-73, when he went as huntsman to the Kildare 
in Ireland. In the meantime Mr. Scratton had resigned in 
1869, to the regret of all Essex sportsmen, and left the 
county for Devonshire, where he is still as enthusiastic in 
breeding shorthorns as he was formerly in breeding 
hounds. During his terms of office, between 1848 to 
1869, he had succeeded in forming a splendid pack of 
hounds, and no man worked harder than he did in 
attending to the breeding of hounds. He used to keep 
his field in the best of order, and if there was occasion 
would throw his tongue freely, and the consequence was 
that he was able to show good sport. One day, towards 
the end of the season, a gentleman, hunting from 
London, was unduly pressing hounds on a very good- 
looking horse. Mr. Scratton said, " Pray hold hard, sir, 
that horse is a srreat deal too valuable to be ridden like 
that on the hard ground." The reply was : "I only 
gave ^15 for him at Aldridge's yesterday." He certainly 
looked worth ^^150. Mr. Scratton gave the writer, 
when a boy of eighteen, a valuable lesson, which he 
has never forgotten, as to holloaing a fresh fox. Hounds 
were running hard in covert and a fox came away 
close to the writer who holloaed his level best, little 

MK. OFFIN. 277 

knowing that Mr. Scratton was just behind him. Na- 
turally it was a very trying thing for a master to 
have the risk of his hounds getting their heads up, 
though luckily they did not, and I deserved every 
word he said. I don't think I have ever holloaed a 
fresh fo.\ since to this day. On Mr. Scratton resigning in 
1S69 there appeared for a time to be some little difficulty 
in finding a master, but Mr. Offin, who farmed some 6,000 
acres, was induced by Lord Petre to take the hounds, 
as he did not want a stranger in the country, and Mr. 
Offin's mastership was welcomed by all the landowners 
and farmers in the hunt. He built kennels and 
stables on one of his farms at Great Burstead, near 
Billericay, about the centre of the country, and the 
hounds, which he had purchased from Mr. .Scratton lor 
^2,000, were moved there from Prittlewell in the spring. 
Though a welter-weight, and not a young man when he 
took the hounds, Mr. Offin never missed a meet, even 
during cubhunting, during the six years he hunted the 
country. Mounting his men most admirably, and with 
a good pack of hounds, he was able to show capital 
spor;. He kept on Rees as huntsman till end of the 
season 1872-3, when Bcntley, who had previously made 
his mark as first whipper-in under .Mr. Parry in the 


Puckeridge country, succeeded him, remaining for two 
seasons, viz., till 1875, when Mr. Offin gave up the 
country, and Bentley took service with Mr. Selby Lowndes 
in the broad pastures of the vale of Aylesbury. He is 
there at the present time as huntsman. During Mr. 
Offin's mastership the Duke of Connaught, who was then 
at Woolwich, used frequently to come across the river 
and have a day with the Union, and very well he went 
on a nice roan horse. About the second time that he 
was out we had a very good gallop from one of the 
Belhus covers, and killed our fox in the open near Franks 
Wood, one of the Warley covers. It having oozed out 
that the Duke had never seen a fox killed before, the 
master, through one of the equerries, ascertained if H.R.H. 
would object to be blooded, which he readily consented 
to, and the rites were accordingly faithfully performed by 
Mr. Offin. It is not everyone who has been an eye- 
witness of royalty being blooded. One day the Duke 
dropped his hunting-whip, and some snob of a fellow, but 
loyal, jumped off his horse and handed it to the Duke, 
saying, " Will your Royal Highness allow me to give your 
Royal Highness his Royal whip.-*" Mr. Offin .died 
shortly after resigning. The pack during his mastership 
was styled " Mr. Offin's Foxhounds." 

MK. \V. II. WHITE. 279 

\Vc now come to the, mastership of Mr. W. H. 
\\ bite, who had previously hunted the PLssex and 
Suffolk and East P2ssex countries. He carried the 
horn himself, with Joe Bailey as first whip. We had 
some excellent sport during his mastership, and no prettier 
horseman or better man to hounds could you find. We 
have seen him on some verv awkward ones riding to his 
hounds as if his mount was perfection. He thoroughly 
understood the art of hunting the fox. On his taking the 
reins the country purchased the hounds from Mr. Ofiin. 
In those days " times were good," and owing to the energy 
and popularity of Mr. Ind, of Coombe Lodge, who was then 
Secretary, the money was easily forthcoming, and the pack 
was then styled " The Essex Union Hounds," which 
name it retains to this day. In the two last seasons of 
Mr. White's mastership Dick Yeo whipped in to him, 
having come from the Essex, where he had been first 
whip. Joe Bailey had to give up from ilhhealth and 
increasing years, after thirty-eight seasons in the country. 
A nice purse was presented to him by the subscribers. 
He has since died. He was quite a character, and no 
one knew or ever will know the country and the run 
ol the foxes as well as he did. His way oi riding to 
hounds was what Whyte Melville so aptly describes as 


"getting through a country, not over it." He didn't 
care much about jumping, but was invariably on the 
spot to turn hounds when required, and seemed, as it 
were, to drop down from the clouds. On Mr. White 
giving up in 1880, Dick Yeo went to hunt hounds 
for Admiral Parker in Devonshire. He is now hunts- 
man to one of the Shropshire packs. 

In 1880 Captain Carnegy, of Lour, in Forfarshire, who 
had previously hunted that country for nine seasons, 
became the new master, bringing with him some of his best 
hounds, and his first whipper-in and kennel huntsman, 
George Rae. He held the reins till the end of the season 
1890-91, reigning longer than any previous master of the 
"Essex Union." He carried the horn himself, and being a 
consummate judge of horse and hound, and in the writer's 
humble opinion, the finest horseman for his weight he has 
ever seen, everything was most admirably done. He cannot 
have found his first season a bed of roses, inasmuch as both 
he and his staff were quite new to the country, nevertheless 
he had a very fair season and one notable run, which we 
mention later on. We think it was his third season which 
was an exceptionally good one, as we had a gallop every 
day hounds were out. He knew "every rope in the ship," 
and kept his field in good order, never throwing his tongue 



unless there was real occasion for it. No one was happier 
in his expressions in the hunting-held or on hunting 
matters. He was asked one day what sort of sport he had 


Captain Carnegy 
nil Misletoc. 


been having : his reply was : " There is nothing good 
about the country except the foxes, and they are so good 


I can't catch 'em." This was after a succession of bad 
scenting days, and he had naturally been rather out of 
heart. On another occasion he was asked by a friend 
who hunted elsewhere what sort of a country the 
Essex Union was. He readily replied: "Oh! it is 
always either bricks or mortar." How can a heavy plough 
country be better described ? — as when it gets dry it be- 
comes the former directly in exchange for its mortar- 
like condition. On another occasion he jumped into a 
field which was on three sides surrounded with wire. It 
was just killing time, and an ardent sportsman, viewing" 
the fox, called out, " Here you are," to the master, who 
promptly replied : " That is just what I am not, lor I 
am in an infernal birdcage." It was with great regret 
that the members received his resignation at the end 
of the season 1890-91. He was asked to continue as 
master, keeping a professional huntsman, but his health, 
he felt, would not permit of his keeping on any longer. 
The appreciation of his successful mastership was e.x- 
pressed by presents being made to both himself and 
Mrs. Carnegy, at a luncheon, in the presence of 
all the principal landowners, farmers, and subscribers. 
Commander Kemble, R.N., of Great Claydon, a son of 
Mr. Thomas Kemble, of Runwell Hall (the father of the 


hiiiit and one of its best supporters in every way for more 
years that we can remember) succeeded Captain Carnegy, 
and no more popular man could have been found, the 
name of Kemble being quite a household word. At the 
expiration of his third season, George Rae, whom Cap- 
tain Kemble had kept on as huntsman, had two very bad 
falls, rendering him unable to carry the horn any longer. 
This, coupled with the long distance of Captain Kemble's 
residence from the kennels, induced the latter to resign, 
which he did, to the universal regret of all members of 
the hunt, and with the satisfaction to himself of having 
made no end of friends and not a single enemy. There 
was not a single hunting or non-hunting farmer with 
whom he was not most popular ; consequently, he handed 
over to his successor a country full of foxes and the know- 
ledge that all the occupiers of land were well disposed 
towards the chase. His huntsman, Georo-e Rae, who 
had served for fourteen seasons in Essex under Captain 
Carnegy and Captain Kemble, was presented with a very 
substantial testimonial in hard cash, as a recognition by 
the members of the hunt of his services in the field. 
Thus we come down to the advent of Mr. Ashton as 
successor to Captain Kemble. The former had pre- 
viously b(;en Master of the Cambridgeshire and the 


North Warwickshire. He resigned, however, at the 
end of the season, and this brings us to this year of 
grace, 1895, when we find Colonel Hornby, who has 
previously been Field Master of the Queen's Staghounds, 
and subsequently Master of the Devon and Somerset 
Staghounds, Master of the Essex Union, keeping on, 
as huntsman, Goddard, whom Mr. Ashton brought with 
him from Warwickshire. 

Havine now eiven an account of the various masters 
and servants who have held office, we may pass on to men- 
tion a few of the principal landowners in the hunt, the 
best coverts, and some of the finest runs that have taken 
place during the last seventy years. Lord Petre is by far 
the largest landowner in the hunt, an immense tract of 
country belonging to him, and, like his predecessors, he 
is the staunchest supporter of foxhunting. Sir Thomas 
Lennard, of Belhus, is another good supporter and land- 
owner. The writer remembers how, during the master- 
ship of Mr. Scratton, the latter used invariably to bring 
his hounds up to the Belhus Kennels at the commencement 
of the cubbing season for a whole week, hunting four con- 
secutive mornings. He used to begin as soon as it was 
light, and the coverts were full of foxes in those days. 
They are admirably suited for cub-hunting — not being 


loo large, and giving young hounds a chance of seeing 
their fox. We know large woodlands are useful for cub- 
hunting, as there is often a good cry in covert which teaches 
the juveniles to go to the cry, but at the same time we 
think, unless there is a very good scent they sometimes 
sicken young hounds, particularly if the weather is hot, 
whereas in smaller coverts they get a better chance at their 
fox. Adjoining the Belhus Estate is Stubbers, the resi- 
dence of Mr. Champion Russell, who often has a fox in his 
coverts. We may mention, en passant, that the first master 
of the South Essex (the country mentioned in an early part 
of this chapter as lying between Dagenham and Norsey 
Wood) was Mr. William Russell, an ancestor of Mr. 
Champion Russell's. His huntsman was John Stevens, 
who afterwards lived at Hornchurch, and dealt a bit in 
horses, and died at the great age of ninety-three. His son, 
the celebrated Jack Stevens, whipped in to him before he 
went to Lord INIiddleton, in Warwickshire, and became so 
well known with Mr. Osbaldeston in the Ouorn country. 
As we have mentioned in Chapter I. (p. 44), Mr. 
Russell's hounds were at (Mie time hunted by the famous 
Richard I'^airbrother before he entered the service of 
Mr. Harding Newman. Mr. Champion Russell has 
kindlv furnished us with the following extracts from 


old newspapers, relating to Mr. William Russell's 
hounds: — "Oct. gth, 1788. — Yesterday, Mr. Russell's 
hounds run a fox for an hour and a half ; when finding 
himself pressed very hard, he took through Mr. Bonham's 
hen-house yard, at Warley Common, run through the 
lower part of his dwelling-house, and was killed in a 
bedchamber above stairs." "1790. — Among the different 
packs of foxhounds which have had remarkably good 
sport this season, is to be enumerated Mr. Russell's, 
which has killed the last fifteen without missing a single 
fox, and most of them after chaces of two or three hours." 
(Below this cutting is a note in Mr. Russell's [.''] 
writing: — " N.B. — Killed 18 Foxes zuithont iiiissiiig a 
fox, and con ded [concluded | the Season." Adjoining 
the Stubbers property lies a large extent of land be- 
longing to Mr. Benyon, of Berkshire ; his land is joined 
by that of Mr. Ind, of Coombe Lodge, now, alas! gone 
over to the majority, and Mr. Lescher, of Boyles Court. 
Lord Headley, of Warley Lodge (another non-resident 
landowner), adjoins. Captain Douglas Whitmore, of 
Orsett Hall, is a large landowner, and a good friend to 
hunting — his soq having a very merry pack of harriers 
with which he shows great sport in the Orsett country. 
Lord Rayleigh, of Terling Place, situated in the East 


Essex country, has a laroe extent of land and some 
excellent coverts at Woodham, between Danbury and 
Maldon. The chain of woodlands at Danbury, about 
five miles from Chelmsford, are the property of the Fitz- 
walter family. In the Dengie Hundred country, which 
lies between Danburv and Southminster, a crood deal of 
the land belongs to some of the London Hospitals. Sir 
Henrys Mildmay, Lord Petre, and Mr. Christopher Parker 
are also landowners in these parts. Mr. Kemble, of Run- 
well Hall, whom we have mentioned above, is another land- 
owner. His gorse covert at Runwell planted in May, 1872, 
answered to the call when drawn in the following December. 
"A seven months' old covert to hold a fox!!" Hounds 
drew his coverts twenty-two times in three years and found 
in them twenty times. Xo mean record. Mr. Kemble 
knows every inch of the country, and though, as he has 
often told the writer, he never jumps a fence, he is always 
at the end of the fastest and straightest run, and can 
generally tell you which hounds have been cutting out the 
work, and every field they have gone into. His old friend, 
Arthur Cox, of whom we have spoken above, made the 
following- riddle of his friend, " W'hv is Mr. Kemble the 
most good-natured man in the hunt?" " Because he never 
takes offence (a fence)." May he yet see many a good 


gallop. Major Spitty, of Billericay, is a large landowner. 
Perhaps his best covert is Mill Hill Wood, near Billericay. 
Captain Digby Neave, of Hutton Hall, is another resident 
and huntino- landowner, and has some excellent coverts on 
his Hutton property, which are full of foxes, showing that 
foxes and pheasants can live together where the owner is 
determined to have both. Captain Neave is a son of the 
late Mr. Sheffield Neave, who was Master of the Stag- 
hounds before the Hon. F. Petre took them, and Captain 
Neave's elder brother has been the master now for several 
years, and has shown some excellent sport. Mr. Davies, 
of Ramsden Hall, near Billericay, is another landowner 
who, although a shooting man, is a staunch preserver of 
foxes. The best coverts — we mean those which are the 
surest finds, and which for years have had a reputation for 
affording good runs — are Fambridge Hall Wood, Mundon 
Furze, Hazeleigh Hall Wood, situated in the Maldon 
district, Askeldam Gorse, Lord's Wood, and Baker's Grove, 
in the Dengie Hundred. Then, in the eastern end of the 
country, Puddle Dock, near North Ockendon, is a noted 
covert, and though, like Fambridge Hall, it stands close to 
the road, it nearly always holds a fox, and we have always 
considered that the line from Puddle Dock to Laindon 
Hills, about five miles, dead flat, without the semblance 


ot a covert and boasting' <i fair sprinklin;^ of grass, is the 
best in the whole country. Coming to the north side, 
Arnold's and Ingrave Thrift are safe finds, also Rook 
Wood, near Ingatestone. The Danbury and Woodham 
coverts are most useful, though in rather a woodland dis- 
trict. The Warley and Mountnessing coverts on Lord 
Petre's property are always well stocked with fo.xes. 

We have records of the following fine runs during 
the last seventy years, amongst many others, which 
have probably not found their way into print, or been 
remembered bv the iiresent generation of hunting men : — 
During Lord Petre's mastership there was an extra- 
ordinary run from the Woodham coverts. Three hours 
from find to finish ; a seventeen mile point, and, of 
course, more as hounds ran, they killing their fox (after 
running through eighteen parishes) between Chelms- 
ford and Braintree. Another good run was from 
^hillard's Garden (one of the Belhus coverts) over a fine 
open line of country, and hounds killed their fox at Jury 
Hills, close to where the old Thorndon Hall formerly stood, 
and within a mile of the kennels. Hounds met at 10.30 
in those days, and so ([uick was the find and so fast the run 
that hountls wire in kennel by twelve o'clock. During Mr. 
Ward's mastershi[) there was a very fine run from Dan- 



bury, hounds pulling their fox down at Bradwell-on-Sea, a 
seventeen mile point. We cannot help thinking this is . 
about the only instance of a really good run from Danbury, 
as during the last forty years no one can recall a long point 
having been made from these woodlands. The run took 
place the day before Mr. Ward's death. Coming down to 
later days, we hear of two celebrated runs with the same fox 
from Mill Hill, near Billericay, to Purfleet, where on the first 
occasion the fox got to ground, but on the second attempt 
they killed him just before reaching the earths. This was 
a fourteen mile point, over a good, but most unusual, line 
of country. Bulvan Fen was crossed eii route. During Mr. 
Scratton's mastership there were two pre-eminently good 
runs. The first was from Hadleigh Wood, the largest 
covert in the hunt (near Southend), to Norsey W'ood, near 
Billericay, hounds killing their fox one hundred yards in- 
side the latter covert, but this was not discovered till the 
next day, when Mr. Arthur I'etre. who was shootins: there, 
found his dead body. At the moment of killing him a fresh 
fox must have jumped up under the hounds' noses, for they 
ran at score round the covert and were stopped, the hunts- 
man being sure that it was a fresh fox. It was not till the 
next day that the field knew that hounds had accounted 
for their fox. The other noted run is thus described in 
Bell's Life of December 28th, t86i : — 

si'ort with mk. scrattox. sqi 

"Mr. Scrattox's I'oxiiouxds. Saturday, 2ist. 
" Gallcywood Racecourse. 
"A larqe held of over 150 to meet the squire of 
Prittlewell and 'the Hvely ladies.' Drew IMoulsham Thrift 
and found no fox, thout^h there was a line through it. 
Next, a grove by the side of the Racecourse, then Temple 
Grove, and here one of the stoutest foxes that ever stood 
before hounds was at home and off in a second. Setting 
his head at once due south he seemed to have a stiffness of 
neck that prevented his looking right or left. True as a 
needle to the north pole was he to the south pole. Leaving 
.Stock Ship on his right he ' slashed ' through the narrowest 
part of Blue Hedges, crossed an offshoot of Pandan and 
went straight to Cock W^ood, apparently his point from 
the first. Clear of it, he bent slightly to the left (the only 
bend in his course) appearing to mean INIoor Gardens, but 
disdaining even that refuge he sunk the hill by Downham 
church, and faced that splendid valley to the south without 
a covert for shelter between him and the Thames. I'^ifteen 
minutes more racing and Grays Hill was at hand. ' \ onder 
he goes,' cries a leading horseman, and there he was, not 
two fields ahead, struggling gallantly on. Crossing the 
Wickford Road, west of the village, ' the lively ladies ' 
tickled on, a check of two or three minutes on some 


greasy fallows giving him a little respite. Clear of these 
away they went again, 'Cream Gorse,' a field on the left ; 
an upraised hat in the clear distance told his course. But 
his merciless pursuers heeded not that signal. On they 
raced till Bowers Gifford was reached. Into the road he 
turned too beat to leave it. Running from scent to view, 
the darling ladies rolled him over within one yard of Bowers 
Gifford churchyard. Ten miles from point to point, four- 
teen as they ran, one hour and twenty-six minutes. To 
the astonishment of a well-satisfied field (some nags were 
more than satisfied) the insatiable squire said he would 
draw again, and he did too. Found instantly in Nevendon 
Bu.shes, came away due east, and ran a 'burster,' about six 
only with the hounds, nearly to Bovvers Church, into the 
marshes, and ujj to Vange Creek. But the tide being 
in, and the water very salt, could make nothing of our fox, 
and gave it up very willingly. Twenty-five minutes — a 

In Mr. Offin's time, one of the best runs was 
from Arnolds (near Mountnessing) to Beauchamp Roding, 
in the Essex country, where hounds killed their fox in a 
pond. A hard riding farmer, Mr. Bunter, of Cranham Hall, 
went up to his middle into the pond to pull out the fox 
hounds so richly deserved. Another good run was from 


Rook Wood (near In<;;itestone) to Boy ton Hall. I^oth 
of these runs were o\cr very unusual lines tor a Union 
I'ox to take. Comino- down to Mr. White's time, perhaps 
the best run he had was from Stifford, where a fox jumped 
out of a hedgerow, and hounds getting away on his back, 
raced him down to Puddle Dock and over the road 
to the Warley Coverts, and so on to Ingrave Thrift ; 
from here he was very prettily hunted to Arnolds, then 
across the high road into the Essex country, and killed 
in the open at Fitzwalters. The field were afterwards 
most hospitably entertained at luncheon by Mr. Courage, 
of Shenfleld Place, one of the most liberal supjiorters 
of the hunt in every way for the last thirty years. 
The kennels at Burstead now belong to his son. 
Mr. White had another fine run from Moor Hall Spring, 
a small covert near Aveley, in the Belhus district. They 
ran their fox through Fourteen Acre Wood, and from 
there to Stubbers and Cranham Springs, crossing the 
road near Cranham Schools, up to Upminster Hall, and 
alongside the Ingrebourn brook up to Harold Wood 
station. Crossing the high road into the Essex country, 
hounds ran him across Dagnani Park, and lost him be- 
tween there and Bentley Mill. 

The best runs Mr. Carnegie had were undoubtedly the 


two followlnsf.and both these occurred during;- his first season, 
and on two consecutive Saturdays. The first was from 
Houndon (near West Hanningfield), when hounds Icilled 
between the Fortune of War and Laindon Hills ; the first 
part was slow up to Downham Church, but from that point 
the pack were always on better terms with their fox till they 
killed him. Cray's Wood was the only covert of any size 
touched. The following week, while drawing Rook Wood, 
hounds demonstrated pretty plainly the presence of a fox 
under a faggot stack in the covert. He was very soon 
given notice to quit, the Squire of Runwell being foremost 
in helping to eject him. Hounds got away on nice terms 
with him, and, putting his head due north, the fox ran fast 
up to and through Blackmore Highwoods without dwelling 
for a moment. The writer will never forget the cry of 
hounds and the pace at which they drove him through these 
woodlands. From here through Parson's Spring they took 
him via Horseley Park up to Skreens. Here we had the 
first check of any consequence, and it looked any odds on 
the fox, as in such a good covert a fresh fox was so likely 
to jump up. As luck would have it our master, who cast 
carefully round the covert, descried a ploughman waving his 
hat some two fields away, and getting hounds on the line 
again, though with a cold scent, he hunted his fo.x up to 


Leaden Wood, where they jumped him up dead beat and 
killed him in covert. This was the finest run the writer 
ever saw, and the noticeable features of it were that the 
whole of it, l)arring the first haH' mile, was in the FLsse.x 
countr\- (a terra incognita to tlie master and his staff), 
and that the scent served so well as to enable hounds 
to carry the line through the High Woods without 
changing. The straightness of the run was also re- 
markable. It was an eleven mile point straight. One 
of the oldest members of the hunt, Mr. Madgwick 
Davidson, who for years had hunted from London, had 
a bad fall, and was never able to hunt again. Another 
good run was from Puddle Dock to Bentley Mill, the 
line being up to W'arley Hall Wood, turned left to Great 
Warley \illage, across Boyles Court Park, and from 
here to Rochett's, losing the fox at dark at the Moors, a 
covert at Bentley. A large water ditch (a branch of the 
unjumpable piece of water known as the Mar Dyke) 
was jumped by about six of the field, the master getting 
in, and a good part of the field lost a portion of the run. 
Another memorable run was from Eastland Springs near 
Herongate, running our fox by way of Dunton Hall 
to near lUilvan, turned Iclt-handed up to Horndon-on- 
ihe-Ilill village, and as it tor Fobbing, but turned up 


to Martin's Hole, where he beat us at dark. A very 
hard day for horses, as it was a severe run, and hounds 
had been vainly drawing up to 3.30 without finding". 
Another pretty gallop we had was from the same covert, 
and killed the fox in the open near South Ockendon, 
hounds crossing the best part of the country. We 
should have probably returned home without blood 
had not Wilson, then second whip, and now with Mr. 
Wroughton in the Pytchley country, luckily seen our 
dead beaten fox crawling down a ditch just as hounds 
seemed to be baffied. Another good run was from 
Martin's Hole, one of the Laindon coverts, the fox being 
killed in the open between Orsett and Stifford. Captain 
Kemble had good sport from one of the Huttcin 
coverts to Bulvan village, darkness alone saving the 
fox's life. Mr. Ashton, though Master of the Fox- 
hounds for one season only here, had one exceptionally 
fine run, findinor his fox in InsTrave Thrift, runnino- to 
Shenfield, thence to Arnold's, through the covert and 
away to Mountnessing Church ; from there to Brett's, 
and up to Stock village, through Swan Wood, and 
from there to Galley Wood, killing him in the open 
near Great Raddow. Ten miles as the crow flies, and 
a good bit more as lhe\' ran. 


Our fields, as a rule, are small. If one hundred are 
out it is a large number for the country. Very few ot the 
farmers (who in the days when the Union was divided 
into two countries were almost the only people in this 
part of Essex) are, alas ! able to hunt in these days, so 
that the field is composed of the resident subscribers to the 
hunt, the officers from Warley and Shoeburyness, and an 
occasional gunner from Woolwich. At the present time 
there are not three men hunting from London. L^p to 
within the last few years, perhaps, there have been few 
hunting; districts more free from the " iron horse " than the 
Essex Union country ; but there are now two new railways 
running through it, which naturally at times do not improve 
sport, but they are of the greatest benefit in saving hounds 
and horses long distances when meeting in the Dengie 
Hundred country, the extreme portion of which lies twenty- 
five miles from the kennels, and entailed the staff frequently 
lying- out over night at Latch ingdon, about five miles from 
Maldon. Reader, I will not ask you to bear with me 
any longer, even if you have borne with me up to this 
point. My say is done. I have put down in a casual 
way my impressions of the country next my heart. 
M\' ha]i|iiest davs have been, and I trust e\cr will be, 
spent in it. 

The East Essex and the Puckeridge. 

The East Essex. 

As already mentioned, quite a number of packs of 
hounds hunted over the face of the county of Essex 
while hunting geography was yet one of the inexact 
sciences. Boundaries, if they existed, are difficult to 
trace ; hunts appear to have overlapped in the most 
wonderful manner, while packs were started and disap- 
peared one after another. Captain Wilson, Captain 
Saich, Mr. Canning, and Mr. Harding Newman wan- 
dered into parts of what is now the East Essex country. 
The two first-named hunted both hare and fox ; but the 
two others, together with Mr. Tufnell, who also went 
into East Essex on occasions, confined themselves to fox 

The honour of founding the East Essex country, how- 
ever, may perhaps, with perfect propriety, be assigned to 


Mr. Charles Newman, who Hved at .Scripps, Little Cogges- 
hall, where he kennelled his pack. When Mr. Charles 
iVewman first took the field cannot be ascertained ; but he 
was hunting the country in 1S17, and in a year or so he 
took the Thurlow country as well, in succession to .Mr. 
Wilson, above-mentioned, his two kennels being thirty 
miles apart — a long way truly ; yet it must be remem- 
bered that Mr. Oshaldeston was at the same time Master 
of the Thurlow and Pytchley countries for two or three 
seasons. Mr. Charles Newman appears to have been an ex- 
cellent sportsman ; he hunted his own hounds, and accord- 
ing to "Gelert," lifted them very quickly, and rode where 
few of his field were disposed to follow him. Meshach 
Cornell before referred to whipped in to Mr. Charles New- 
man, and from all accounts he was quite a master ot his 
duties. For nearly thirty years did Mr. Charles Newman 
keep hounds ; he was successful in showing excellent 
sport ; but, in an evil day, he was tempted into specu- 
lating in Welsh mines — a channel through which large 
sums of money ran away in the "thirties" and "forties." 
The loss of this money compelled him to give up hounds 
and leave Essex, to the great regret of the farmers, with 
whom " poor old Charley Newman " was a very great 
favourite His popularil\- was recognised by the pre- 


sentation to him of his portrait painted by F. C. Turner ; 
the work was afterwards engraved by Barraud, and the 
original is, or was not very long ago, in the possession of 
Mr. Charles Start, of Pebmarsh, Essex. The picture in- 
cludes portraits of sundry Elast Essex sportsmen, among 
others, Mr. Caswell Newman, Mr. Thomas White, Parson 
Cox, and Meshech Cornell. Mr. Newman himself is re- 
presented riding a white horse, while the hounds are 
breaking covert. He gave up the hounds in 1842, when 
the hounds and the stud were disposed of, and in 1849 he 

Mr. H. R. G. Marriott, of Abbots Hall, Shalford, 
kindly sends us the following particulars concerning the 
East Essex country : — 

" Mr. Newman was master a long time, probably 
twenty years or more. My father was born in iSoi, and 
I have heard him speak ot hunting with Charles Newman 
when he was quite a young man. A committee had the 
country in 1842, and my father, Richard Marriott, became 
master in 1843. My father was a master of harriers for 
twenty-four years before he took the East Essex country. 
He was left without father or mother at the ao;e of twelve, 
and his guardians, I suppose, were not very strict, and did 
not stiiU him as to money, for he has told me that before 

MK. RU'llAKn MAKKloTI'. 3O 1 

he left Eton he bought his hrst pack, and, I beheve, kept 
them in the neiohbourhood of the school during his last 
term, h'rom that day to within a year of his death, a 
period of fifty years, he was never without hounds. Part 
of one season, when Charles Newman broke his leg and 
could not ride, he hunted his hounds for him three times a 
week, and his harriers generally the other three days, but 
he has told me it was terribly hard work, even for a young 
man of twenty-five. My father was master of the East 
Essex for twenty-five years, when 1 succeeded him in the 
field for one season with his hoimds, horses, and servants. 

" In 1869 Mr. \V. H. \\ hite (commonly called Captain 
White) took the countr)-, on his resignation of the Esse.x 
and Suffolk countr\', and hunted the hounds seven seasons, 
when he was succeeded by Colonel Jelf Sharp, also an ex- 
master of the Essex and .Suffolk hounds, who hunted the 
country five seasons. In 1881 Mr. Archibald Ruggles- 
Brise took the country, but after one season had a partner, 
his brother-in-law, Mr. Jes.ser Coope. The joint master- 
ship, however, only went on for one season, and in 1883 
Mr. lesser Coope became sole master, and continued till 
1886, when he was succeeded by Mr. Heale Colvin, who 
resigned in 1891, when our present master, Mr. Walter 
Grimston, took the country. I have hunted in this country 


for more than fifty years, and the boundaries have always 
remained the same as they are now : but after Charles 
Newman's retirement a few coverts were lost to our hunt 
on the Essex and Suffolk side, Mr. Carrington Nunn, the 
master of the Essex and Suffolk having claimed them as 
having been stolen by Charles Newman from their hunt 
in former times." 

A few years after the termination of Mr. Charles 
Newman's mastership a question as to the boundary be 
tween the East Essex and Essex Union Hunts was 
decided in Mr. Marriott's favour. The statement of the 
case and award of the arbitrators, now in the possession 
of Mr. Sheffield Neave, are as follows : — 


" The Essex Union Hounds were established in 1839 
to be managed by a Committee chosen by the subscribers, 
which Committee selected Mr. John Payne junior as the 
manager, in which office he has continued until his retire- 
ment in April, 1848. 

" The hounds were purchased by six shareholders. 

Upon the retirement of Mr. Payne, junior, from 

the management, Mr. Scratton has been appointed as his 

successor. Mr. Charles Newman was for many years the 


master of the East Essex Hounds, and liLinted the country 
(now in possession of the Essex Union Hunt, and which 
Mr. Marriott now lays claim to) up to the time of his 
retirement, which took place in April, 1842, at which 
period the country became abandoned, no one coming for- 
ward to take the hounds as Mr. Newman's successor. The 
former subscribers to the East Essex applied to the Essex 
Union to hunt in the East Essex country, and accordingly 
the Committee of the Essex Union Hounds applied to the 
different owners of coverts for permission to draw them, 
which was complied with without any restriction, except in 
the cases of Lord Western and Mr. Bullock, both of whom 
stipulated that in the event of the East Essex Hounds 
being again established, their coverts should be given up 
to that hunt again. 

■' In the summer of 1843 Mr. Marriott established his 
pack of hounds under the title of the Elast Essex, and the 
Essex Union Hunt immediately gave up to him the coverts 
of Lord Western and Mr. Bullock, but Mr. Marriott de- 
manded all the C()untr\- which Mr. Newman had previously 
hunted. This demand was resisted, a correspondence 
ensued, and ultimately the line of railway, as proposed by 
Mr. Marriott, was fixed upon as the division between the 
two countries ; and from that time to the present the E!ssex 


Union Hounds have always hunted the country south of 
the railway." 


"Arthur's Club, 

" London, 

''August 2?>tk, 1848. 

"We, the undersigned, after due consideration of the 
respective statements placed in our hands by Mr. Marriott 
and Mr. Ward, together with a letter from Mr. Payne, dated 
March 9th, 1848, in which he admits that the country in 
dispute was only lent to him by Mr. Marriott, to be relin- 
quished upon his retirement from the management of the 
Union Hounds, are of opinion that, according to the laws 
of foxhunting, Mr. Marriott is entitled to the said country 

upon Mr. Payne's retirement. 

" N. Parry, 

" S. Neave." 

The Puckeridge. 

The early history of this old-established country is thus 
given by "Arundel," writing in the Field of P'ebruary 
2nd, 1889: — "So long ago as 1725 a few hounds were 
kept at Cheshunt, near Broxbourne, one of the proprietors 
being Mr. Calvert, an ancestor of Mr. Felix Calvert, of 


Furneaux I'elham, and of Colonel Calvert, late Master of 
the Crawley and Horsham fiunt. These hounds Mr. 
Calvert subsequently purchased and removed to Albury, 
where he was joined by Mr. Panton, probably father of Mr. 
Panton, who afterwards hunted the Thurlow countr\'. Mr. 
John Calvert succeeded to the hounds, keeping" them till 
about 1 794, w^hen they became a subscription pack, and 
were called the Hertfordshire. What are now known as 
the Hertfordshire were orioinallv the Hatfield, of which 
Lady Salisbury, who, after sur\i\'ing the risks of the 
chase, was burned to death in her dressing-room at 
Hatfield House, was the moving spirit. Mr. Calvert and 
his fellow committee men, however, a[)pear to have paid 
most of the expenses themselves ; for I find a notice in 
a newspaper of 1795, that 'the subscription list does 
not fill, as the country does not attract straneers.' 

"About 1796, Mr. Panton gave u]) the Thurlow 
country, the Committee of the Hertfordshire taking to 
his best hounds, and as much of the country as they 
wanted : while Mr. Panton enrolled himself as a sub- 
scriber, and took a hunting-box at Ware. In 1799, 
Mr. .Sampson Hanbury, of Poles, became associated 
in the management, and a couple of years later, on 

becoming sole master, bought the hountls of Mr. Coe 


Pigott, who had hunted a portion of the East Essex 
and Essex Union countries." 

The kennels at Puckeridge were built for Mr. Han- 
bury, and he continued to hunt the county until 1832. 
Next came Lord Petre, grandfather of the present lord. 
As stated in our account of the Essex Union, he hunted 
the Puckeridge for three seasons, and then returned to 
Essex. He was succeeded by Mr. John Dalyell, from 
Fifeshire, for three seasons, and then in 1838 Mr. John 
Archer Houblon, of Hallingbury Place, purchased the 
hounds and installed Mr. Nicholas Parry as master. Mr. 
Parry afterwards became the owner of the hounds and 
retained the mastership until the year 1875. He devoted 
nearly a lifetime to hound breeding, and the excellence 
of the Puckeridge pack was chiefly due to the care which 
he bestowed upon it. In 1875 Mr. Parry sold the hounds 
to the late Mr. Gosling, who hunted the whole country 
until 1885, and from that date hunted a portion only until 
1890. In 1890 a committee purchased the hounds, which 
were hunted under the name of the Herts and Essex. 
Disputes arose, into which it is needless to enter. Happily 
in 1894, under the guidance of Mr. E. S. Bowlby (one of 
the joint masters of the Essex Hounds), a most amicable 
arrangement was made, viz., that the Hon. L. J. Bathurst, 


who for five seasons had been huntino- the h'xmoor P'ox- 
hounds, be elected Master of the Puckeridge Hunt, Mr. 
Tresham Gilbcy and Mr. C. Heaton Elhs being appointed 
joint Hon. Secretaries of the Hunt. 

The new management has worked well, and there is 
every reason to hope that the Puckeridge Hunt will flourish 
in future as in the palmiest days of its past. 


Stag-Hunting in Essex — Royal Stag-Hunting — The 
TiLNEYs and the Mellishes — " LoNG Welleslev " 
— The Petres and the Neaves. 

In common with other forests — past and present — 
that of Epping, formerly of great extent, and known 
as " Waltham Forest, " or " The Poorest of Essex," 
held red deer from time immemorial, and they were 
found therein until the reign of George IV. Unless, 
however, restrained by high walls or palings, the wild red 
deer will not live in a circumscribed space, as those who 
have hunted on Exmoor well know, and so it comes about 
that, so far as Epping Porest is concerned, the red deer 
have died out. In the hope of restoring the breed, a stag 
and a couple of hinds were turned out on the forest a few 
years ago ; but, as was only natural, they did so much mis- 
chief to crops that they were destroyed. To-day the 
Epping Forest deer are chiefly fallow deer of a dark brown 


colour, but roe deer were imported from Dorsetshire in 

In the time of the early Henrys we find that stag- 
hunting in Epping Forest was a recognised torm of sport, 
and even in those days the chase " brought together them 
as wouldn't otherwise meet," for a certain Peter the Barber 
formed one of the field on one occasion, and found himself 
face to face with a stag which promptly attempted to jump 
over Peter, horse and all. In this, however, he failed ; the 
barber was unhorsed by the collision, and escaped non sine 
Icesione capitis, as the chronicler informs us. 

Mr. P'isher, in his interesting work on " The Forest of 
Essex," says that from the time of Edward the Confessor, 
and probably much earlier, the kings of Elngland hunted in 
the Forest. Edward \T. complained of the destruction of 
the deer in consequence of reports that he intended to dis- 
afforest the forest, and orave notice that he would maintain 
it as his father had done. Queen Elizabeth resorted to 
the lodee at Chineford, which bears her name : luit, in 
her time, the grand old style of hunting "at force" 
had given place to the indolent method ot driving the 
deer to "stands," from which the Oueen and her 
courtiers fired as the c|uarr\- tied by. The records of 
the Court of Attachments, which was held at Chigwell 


in those days, tell what bucks were shot by the Queen 
and the ladies and gentlemen of her suite. 

In the latter part of the Queen's reign, the neglect 
of the laws again led to great irregularities ; and James I. 
had sat on the throne for hardly a year, when he 
violently scolded his subjects for their ill -manners in 
interfering with the sport of himself and his family, 
threatening not only to enforce the Forest Laws against 
all stealers and hunters of deer, and to exempt them 
from his general pardon, but to debar any person of 
quality so offending from his presence, and to proceed 
by martial law against those who provoked his dis- 

He had hoped, he said, seeing his subjects knew how 
greatly he delighted in hunting, that none would have 
offered offence to him in his sports ; gentlemen of the 
better sort had behaved as those who knew their duty, but 
not so some of the baser sort ; there had been more offences 
since his last coming forth to his progress than even in the 
late Queen's time, when her years being less fit for recrea- 
tion, the game was less carefully preserved. Such offences 
showed insolence and want of reason, and he wondered, 
seeing he had shown his maintenance of the laws of the 
realm, that thev should think he would not enforce the 


F"orest Laws, which were as ancient and authentic as the 
Great Charter. 

Durintr the Commonwealth, the deer in the Royal 
forests had a bad time of it. A patent was issued in 1660, 
authorising- an advance ot ^1,000 to replenish the stock. 
In December, 1660, and January, 1661, certain deer were 
removed from St. James' Park to W'anstead, and an entry 
occurs "for takino' 33 Jermayne Deere out of a shipp at 
Tower Hill and convevinu' them in five wap'Sfons to 

J r> Oct 

W'altham fforest with several other charges incident 
thereto ^148 is." . . . Sir William Hicks, "for 
keeping the Germaine Deere at W'anstead in the winter 
[of] 1662," received /, 15. 

Sir John Bramston, who lived at Skreens in the time 
of James II., tells in his "Autobiography" of that 
monarch's keenness for stag-hunting, and of the gallant 
manner in which he pounded the field in the Roothings. 

" The Kinge beinge inuited b)- the Duke of Albemarle 
to New Hall to hunt some ouldyinge red deere, his 
Majestic went towards New Hall, the 3rd of May, 1686 ; 
and when he came neere Chelmesford, hearino-e the Duke 
with the hounds were neere the place where the stagg was 
harboured, in a wood neere Ricknaker Mill, his Majestic 
turned out of the road, and went bv Moulsham Hall thither. 


The stagg came out of the wood neere where the Kinge 
was, and nianie with him, whoe followed the hounds ; but 
Prince George (whoe had married the Princess Ann), the 
Duke of Albemarle, the Earle of Feversham, Lord Dart- 
mouth, and seuerall others, being on the other side of the 
wood, heard not the hounds, nor knew not that the staofPr 
had left the wood vntill late, and so seuerall cast out, and 
neuer reacht the hounds. The stagg made toward the 
forest, and gott thither and rann almost as farr as Wanstead, 
where, turninge head, he was at last killed between Rum- 
ford and Brentwood, or neerer Rumford. The Kinge was 
neere at the death ; he wtt a coach to carrie him to Brent- 
wood (where his owne coach was) and well pleased that he 
was in, and the Lords throwne out. They, not recouering 
the hounds, went all to New Hall" [Boreham], "whither, 
after 9 of the clock at night, his Majestic came to a supper. 
A table was prepared for his Majestie, and others for the 
Lords and gentlemen, but the Kinge would haue his 
fellow hunters sup with him, and about a dozen sate downe 
with him. The next day he hunted a stagg which lay in 
New Hall parke, and had been there the most part of the 
winter. After a round or two, he leapt the pale, tookt the 
riuer, and rann thro' Bramfeeld, Pleshie, and so to the 
Roothings, and was killed in Hatfield. His Majestie kept 


pretie neerc the doggs, tho' the ditches were broad and 
deep, the hedges high, and the way and feilds dirtie and 
deepe ; but most of the Lords were cast out again, and 
amongst them the Duke of Albermarle. The King was 
much pleased again that the Lords were cast out, who 
yet recovered him ere long, and considering his coach and 
guards were quite another way, they were at a loss what to 
doe. The Lord Dartmouth aduised to send to Copt Hall 
to the Earl of Dorset, that the Kinge would come and dine 
there, and dispatched away a groome to giue his Lordship 
notice, and so rode easily on (it beinge directly in his way 
to London). The messenger came, and found the Lady 
Northampton, and the Lady Dorset, her daughter, in a 
coach, goeinge abroad on a visit, the Earle beinge at dinner 
that day, with a great manie gentlemen, at Sir W. Hicks's" 
[" Ruckholts," or " Rookholts," an ancient manor-house 
which stood near the river Lea at Leyton many years ago]. 
"The Countess was much surprised. Her cook and butler 
were o-one to a faire at W'altham, and would haue excused 
it, her Lord and seruants all from home ; but a second 
messenger coeming, she turned her coach, and went home, 
and sent her coach to meete his Majestie, and by breaking 
open locks and dores, and with the help of the maides, 
etc., and by such tyme as his Majestie arriued, had washt 



and viewed the gardens and house, a very handsome 
collation was gotten for him. Extreamely well pleased with 
the treat (he) came toward London, and on the road met 
the Earl of Dorset returning home from Rookholts. The 
Earl alighted and comeinge to the coach side bemoaninge 
his ill fortune that he should not be in the way to receaue 
that great honour, and makeinge excuse that things were 
not answerable to his desires, the King replyed, ' Make noe 
excuses, it was exceedingfe well, and very handsome.' And 
soe his Majestie came safe and well (to) London, and well 
pleased with his sport. " 

In the early part of the eighteenth century the Royal 
buckhounds hunted the Essex deer. At this time Sir 
Francis Child, Alderman of the Ward of Farringdon 
Without, was a thorough .sportsman. He principally 
patronised the City Hunt, which gave grand sport during 
the whole period it was led by Mr. Cuttenden, the 
"Common Hunt," from the time of his appointment to 
that office in September, 1723. Sir Francis Child came 
out with the Royal buckhounds when the latter pack 
hunted in Epping F"orest. On these occasions, at Sir 
Francis Child's house at Brentwood, there usually assembled 
a large number of hunting men who were regaled with a 
sumptuous banquet ; but, sad to say. never a word trans- 
pires relating to the runs. 


The Treasury Records show that his Majesty's hounds 
killed in Eppini^- Forest in 1729. thirteen stags; in 1730, 
nine stags (no hinds or bucks). 

In 1747 one run only is reported. It took place in 
Bpping Poorest on August 24th, which " being the day fi.x't 
for the Ladies' Hunt, a stag was rous'd, near the Green 
Man, which ran several hours, and afforded excellent 

In the latter part of the eighteenth c^ntur)-, the 
Epping Forest deer were hunted by a pack of the 
old " lemon-pye " staghounds, the Royal pack being 
also of that breed, until the fourth Duke of Richmond 
presented his fo.xhounds to the Prince of Wales about 
181 3, when the old hounds, "with ears as big as 
cobblers' aprons," were bought by Colonel Thornton 
and taken to France. 

It is said that the Esse.x pack were originally kept 
at Wanstead House by Earl Tilney, and were known 
as the Tilney Hounds. Before the death of the Earl, in 
I 7S4, the pack was taken over by a number of the sporting 
dwellers of the neighbourhood, who maintained them until 
the management was undertaken by that keen sportsman. 
Mr. Joseph Mellish. an opulent London merchant, who was 
supported b\ numerous subscribers, most!) London gentle- 


men. Mr. Joseph Mellish's mastership continued until his 
tragic death in 1798. He had been hunting with his 
friend Mr. Bosanquet, a banker, and another gentleman, 
near Windsor, with the kinsf's stacfhounds. Returnino- to 
London at nio^ht, when crossing Hounslow Heath in a 
post-chaise, three highwaymen rode up to the chaise 
window and fired two pistols into it, but with no ill effect ; 
they demanded money, which was given. The men then 
rode away ; shortly after, one of them returning, fired a 
third shot in at the window ; the ball struck Mr. Mellish 
in the centre of his forehead, and the man galloped off. 
Mr. Mellish was taken to the Three Magpies Inn on the 
heath, medical assistance was called in, but the case was 
pronounced hopeless. He then called for writing materials, 
made his will, and shortly after expired. The culprit 
was never detected ; the murder was believed to be from 
some cause other than mere plunder. After the death of 
Mr. Joseph Mellish the hounds were kept by his nephew, 
Mr. William Mellish, until the year 1806, when they 
were sold to Lord Middleton. The Spoi-itiig Magazine 
for February, 1806, contains an engraving of the kennels 
in which these hounds were kept at Chingford Green. 
At the time of the sale to Lord Middleton the pack 
numbered thirty-two or more couples. They were taken 


to Yorkshire by their huntsman, William Cranston, who 
had shortly before been appointed successor to William 
Dean, that famous old huntsman having kept to his work 
until he had reached the age of eighty and had broken 
eleven bones. 

It has often been alleged that the famous Eppino- 
Forest Easter Hunt owed its origin to the sporting habits 
of the Lord Mayors of olden days, as described by 
Harrison Ainsworth in his novel, " The Lord Mayor of 
London." Of this, however, there is no proof. A more 
probable origin of the Easter Hunt is suggested by an 
article in the Spoj'ting Magazine of April, 1809, which 
states that Lord Tilney's hunt "was called the Ladies' 
Hunt, as many ladies in the neighbourhood joined in it. 
The meetings were in general at Fencepiece, near Hainault 
Forest, and there was an anniversary meeting on Easter 
Monday, with a dinner, ball, &c. To this Easter meetino- 
it was customary for the Londoners to resort — some as 
invited guests, others as strangers, merely to enjoy the 
holiday sports." The same writer says that in Mr. 
Mellish's time, the ball and other entertainments were 
discontinued, but the annual Faster Hunt was still kept up. 

Whatever its origin, th(; Easter Hunt obtained noto- 
riety as an outing for cockney sportsmen. It was ridiculed 


in drawings, in verses and on the stage, and gained the 
distinction of furnishing the subject of a poem to Tom 
Hood, when he lived at Wanstead (1832-35). He de- 
scribes the deer cart as — 

" In shape like half a hearse, though not 
For corpses in the least, 
For this contains the deer alive, 
And not the dear deceased." 

Returning to the last century, w.e find sporting poets 
singing the praises of the staghounds. The following 
extract from verses quoted by Mr. Harting in the " Essex 
Naturalist," out of a scarce little book entided " The 
Sportsman's Vocal Cabinet," will serve as a specimen : — 

" Squire Laughton' was there, with his excellent pack, 
Tilney Long,^ too, that baronet bold ; 
The Marquis of Lome, with his suite at his back. 
In green livery, bedizened with gold. 

" And these were well furnished with horns of the best, 
That the skilful ere took into hand ; 
So kind was my lord that, to pleasure each guest. 
He provided this musical band. 

" Will Dean was our huntsman, at Epping well known 
For riding his hunter with grace, 
For having a voice of stentorian tone. 

And for breeding good hounds for the chase." 

' He was associated with Admiral Sir Eliab Harvey, of Chigwell, and others 
in the support of the pack, 
' He died in 1794. 


The \'erses s^o on to describe how " ;i Ijnive lookinj^ 
stag ' was roused, and ran southward to the Thames, 
where "his fears made his courage recede," and he was 
taken at East Ham, in the garden of Dr. Fothergill. The 
worthy doctor — 

" Begged for the life of the deer. 
" The favour was granted, the buck cart in view, 
We drew the faint beast from his lair. 
And sent him to Hale End, to join with the crew, 
Once more in their comforts to share." 

Within a few years of the sale of Mr. Mellish's hounds, 
we find a pack of staghounds again established at Wan- 
stead House, which had become the property ot Mr. 
Tilney Long VVellesley, through his marriage with the 
heiress of the last Earl Tilney. This gentleman was 
immortalised by the well-known line in " Rejected Ad- 
dresses," " Long may Long Tilney Welle.sley Long Pole 
live," and we have some recollection of an epigram attri- 
buted to Lord Beaconsfield :— 

" Let spacious Wanstead House, well known to fame 
Resound Long Tilney Wellesley Long Pole's name, 
But he's not even fit to black your boots, 
Burdett Coutts Ashmead Bartlett Burdett Coutts." 

Mr. Wellesley kept forty or fifty hunters and hackneys, 
and hunted the countr\ in magnificent style. His hounds. 


like those of his predecessors, were not foxhounds entered 
to deer, but old-fashioned staghounds. The servants were 
dressed in Lincoln green. Everything was done with the 
most reckless extravagance. Mr. Wellesley would scatter 
sovereigns to countrymen in the hunting-field as readily as 
other liberal sportsmen would give shillings or sixpences. 
Such was his reckless prodigality that, having acquired by 
his marriagfe, in 1812, a rent-roll in Essex alone, raised 
under the influence of war prices to ^70,000 per annum, 
he was, within ten years of that time, obliged to escape 
down the Thames from his creditors in an open boat. His 
wife died broken-hearted ; the custody of his children was 
taken from him b)- the Court of Chancery ; Wanstead 
House was pulled down ; and, though he had succeeded in 
the meantime to the headship of his own family as Earl of 
Mornington, he died a pensioner of his uncle, the great 
Duke of Wellington. 

When the Wellesley hounds were sold, Tom Rounding, 
who is said to have acted as Wellesley's huntsman, and 
whose foxhunting experiences are alluded to in a previous 
chapter, secured a few couple, and with these the hunting 
of the wild red deer was continued. 

For years afterwards, at the festive gatherings at 
the Horse and Groom, a handsome silver cup used to be 


handed round, with the inscription, " From Long Wellesley 
abroad to Tommy Rounding- at home." 

Latterly the red deer kept to Hainault Forest, and 
rarely crossed the River Roding'. The forest had ceased 
to be a sanctuary for them, and at length it was thought 
best to transport what was left of the herd to Windsor 
Forest. Tradition says that Tom Rounding's last day's 
sport with a red deer ended at Plaistow. A note, which 
probably refers to this run, has been unearthed by Mr. 
Harting. It occurs in a copy of Gary's " Survey of the 
Country Fifteen Miles round London," and is in the 
author's own handwriting. 

" 1827, Oct. 20. — I met the staghounds at Hoghill 
House, in Hainault Forest, to unharbour a stag. After 
drawinof the coverts a short time a fine old statr was roused, 
and took a turn round the forest away to Packnall Corner, 
hence to Dagenham, and was taken at Plaistow." He 
adds : " Red deer to be so near the metropolis I consider 
as a singular circumstance." 

It appears from the above entry that, on this occasion, 
the hunted stag was not enlarged from a cart but foLind on 
Hainault Forest. The verses in the " Sportsman's 
Vocal Cabinet" describe the " rousing " of a stag which, 
when taken, was sent to Hale End. The deer were 



often captured and kept in captivity until required for 
hunting. There were four paddocks for deer at Mr. 
MelHsh's hunting lodge at Chingford Green, and it is said 
that a similar paddock existed at Loughton Bridge where 
the deer were kept, after being caught on the Forest by 
means of a net a mile in length. 

We now turn from the chase of the wild red deer, 
to what Mr. Jorrocks called "the sport incarcerate." In 
Essex this branch of sport owes everything to the Petre 
and Neave families. It was in the year 1831 that the 
late Mr. Sheffield Neave, third son of Sir Thomas 
Neave, second baronet, began to hunt the carted deer 
with his hounds. Mr. Neave's age was thirty-two. At 
first he had the assistance of Mr. Tufnell and Mr. 
Drummond, but later became the sole master. He 
hunted the hounds himself; and the old inhabitants are 
still ever ready to tell of his doings, such as jumping a 
river lock with a stone coping at Ware ; jumping the river 
at Shonks Mill, and many others. He was a very hard 
man to hounds, and is said to have been the first to intro- 
duce a fashion of flying the banks in the Union or South 
Essex country ; whereas formerly it had always been 
customary to do the scrambling business, which, of course, 
was very slow if sure. In 1837, or thereabouts, Meshach 


Cornell came as whip from Mr. Newman, of " Scrippp;," 
who hunted the East Esse.x and Thurlow countries, as 
already mentioned ; he was a wonderfully good horseman, 
with a clear, shrill voice, and was called the " \\'ild 

Amongst Mr. Neave's field were many who have 
been mentioned in previous chapters ; such as Lord 
Maynard's son (father of the present Lady Warwick), 
Mr. Tufnell, the Revs. J. Arkwright, J. B. Stane and C. 
Tyrell, Mr. Hankey, Tom Mashiter, John Stallibrass, Tom 
Webb, lim Cassidv, and Georoe Orbell. Other " regulars" 
w-ere " thrusting Jack Hammond," who was as great an 
acquisition in the hunting field as in the smoking-room ; he 
always had a good story to tell, and was always ready to 
lend a horse or a "fiver" to any friend ; Tommy Crooks, 
the l)utcher, of Chelmsford, who always seemed to enjoy his 
day : Captain Kingscote, Mr. Lane, the Commissi(jner of 
P)ankruptcy, who "would charge e'en the Thames if it ran 
in his way," and who also kept a pack of beagles ; bold Mr. 
Balfour; "Jack Judd with his neat bit of blood;" " Parson" 
Simms, who generalh' rode a grey ; " Parson " Billy 
Tower, who'll stick to McAdam from Fyfielcl to lladham; " 
John Hill; John Chandlers, North .Surridge, who had 
hunted the South Esse.x; Colonel Vyse, Mr. Harrington 


and Parson Rush, the latter as well known on Newmarket 
Heath as with the E.S.H. ; but he never came out for 
more than a spin, and then went home again. Mr, 
Neave was not content with hunting only in Essex, for 
he used to go into the Fitzwilliam and Oakley countries, 
where he was always welcomed, and in return he always 
gave them the best of sport. 

These hounds had a famous run on December 6th, 
1833, when the well-known deer " Tom Tickler " gave them 
a tremendous doing: he ran clean through a pack of harriers 
and was finally taken in a bedroom at Gidea Hall, much to 
the annoyance of Mr. Black, the owner. On this memorable 
day, Mr. Neave got to the bottom of three horses, Teddy, 
Shakespeare, and Snarl. The same good deer gave 
them two very fine runs in the following January. For the 
second of these runs a large field assembled, but only 
Messrs. Arkwriafht and Fane could yet to the end, the first 
seven or eight miles being the fastest thing Mr. Neave had 
ever had. Another famous run was in March, 1843, when 
" Wildgoose " gave them twenty-seven and a half miles in 
two hours and fifteen minutes, including two checks : there 
were only four up at the finish at Aythorp Roding. 

" Wildgoose " was the best deer Mr. Neave ever had : 
he was never known to run more than fifty yards down any 


road, and was sold with the hounds in 1S44, being bought 
by some Yorkshire master of staghounds. Mr. Neave 
challenged them to take him the first time out ; they tried, 
but he ran clean away from them, and was only taken a day 
or so afterwards, owing to his having made a heavy meal of 
turnips, and then he gave them fifteen miles without a 
check, and was taken in the town of Rotherham. 

Once when meeting at Harlow, Mr. Neave's hounds 
fell in with Mr. Conyers, when he at once shut up his own 
pack and showed them the way, helping them all he could, 
and then spent the remainder of the day in cursing the 
whole lot; he hated them and did not mind tellino; them so. 

Mr. Neave kept the hounds at Myless and the deer at 
the King William. When huntintj in the Roothino;s he 
used as a rule to stay at Roxwell. 

When Mr. Neave gave up the hounds, he was pre- 
sented with a very handsome piece of plate with the 
following inscription : — " This piece of plate was presented 
in grateful remembrance of his .spirited exertions in the 
fiekl, and of the zeal and urbanity displayed by him as 
Master of the Essex Staghounds, during twelve seasons 
of singular harmony and unrivalled success in which he not 
only secured the cordial support of the owners and occupiers 
of the land, but acquired the lasting esteem and regard 
of all. 


" From the Gentlemen, Yeomen and supporters of the 
Essex Staghounds to Sheffield Neave, Esq., December 
20th, 1843." 

In 1846 Lord Petre was master, with Joe Roots as 
huntsman. The latter had begun by whipping in to Mr. 
N. Surridge when he had the South Essex ; after that he 
spent nearly all his life with the Petre family, though for 
a time we find him hunting- the Devon and Somerset 
Staghounds. He died from injuries received from a 
horse which he was killing falling on him ; he broke his 
thigh, from which accident he never recovered. 

After Lord Petre gave them up, they seem to have 
lapsed for a short time. Tommy Crooks, the butcher, 
appears to have kept a scratch pack for one season. He 
had a wonderful voice ; he used to buy his deer from 
Thorndon. They were rather partial to hunt dinners in 
those days, and on one occasion, after dinner. Tommy 
ordered his favourite deer, " Red Rover," to be brought 
into the room to show his friends, but "Red Rover" seems 
to have found it too hot for him, for, making his escape by 
jumping through the window, it took his followers over a 
week to retake him, he giving them a run every day, and 
finishing up somewhere in the Midlands. Tommy Crooks 
had to give the hounds up owing to damaging his leg, and 


James Parker seems to have gone on with them for a 
short time. 

However, they started again with renewed strength 
in 185 1, when Lord Petre's son, the Hon. P>ederick 
Petre, took them, hunting them himself. Before taking 
them, he had kept a pack of harriers at Writtle, and so 
was no novice at the game ; he kept on Joe Roots, who 
turned hounds to him, and later on Jack Barker took 
his place. After this we find Frank Barker hunting 
the hounds, besides which, he had the management of 
the deer — a post which he kept till killed by his own 
horse, Bird on the Wing, rearing and falling on him 
at the Islington May Horse Show. 

Amongst the regulars of the day were James Parker, 
who had these hounds for one season as well as being 
Master of the Essex Union in 1853 ; he was a very 
handsome man, and was a very well-known figure on 
his grey horse ; Charles Ducane, Mr. Tufnell, Edmund 
Round, the two Messrs. Reeves, Soames, Lord Wol- 
verton, or, as he was then, Mr. Glyn, with his favourite 
horse, Strychnine, and the late Mr. Albert Deacon, of 
Briggins Park. 

In 1867, the Hon. h^-ederick Petre was succeeded 
by his brother Henry, and Frank Barker hunted the 


hounds, the kennels being at Oakhurst. In 1871, how- 
ever, the master began hunting them himself, and moved 
the kennels to Westlands. He had wonderful hands, 
and a great control over his field. For secretary he 
had Mr. Vickerman, who lived at that quaint old place, 
Thoby Priory. He was a great man for horse-breeding, 
and had several good ones. John Collar, who, during the 
continuance of the Belhus sales, used to show the horses, 
was whip. 

Phil Barker kept the hounds and some of the deer, 
while Mr. James Christy kept the remainder. 

Amongst the followers were Mr. James Christy, whose 
father always entertained the hunt several times during the 
season ; Mr. Collison Hall, Mr. Usborne (now M.P. for 
Chelmsford), who always had a good horse, though he 
was particular enough about buying one ; Mr. Marriage, 
Mr. Page Wood (from the East Essex) ; his brother. 
Colonel Wood (now Sir Evelyn Wood) ; Mr. John Tabor, 
.Sir Charles Cunliffe Smith, General Mark Wood, and 
Mr. Edmund Courage, of Shenfield. Sir Thomas Len- 
nard came out sometimes ; but he had a pack of drag- 
hounds of his own, and lived right away at Belhus. 

Amongst those who hunted with the Petres were two 
men whose literary tastes drew them together. These were 


Anthony Trollope, who was also a foxhunter, and has 
already been mentioned, and Mr. Charles Buxton, who 
came from Surrey to join Sir Fowell Buxton and other 
relatives, in ridinq' with the staghounds in the style of 
the family motto, " Uo it with thy might." Mr. Charles 
Buxton's life of his father gained from Mr. Hampden 
Gurney the high praise that he would put it into a boy's 
hands next to the Iiible. Whereupon the Saturday Rcviezv 
asked whether the old invocation might not be thus 
amended: "Matthew, Mark, * Luke, John, and Charles 
Buxton, bless the bed that I lie on." 

In 1867 Mr. Charles Buxton had a bad fall, and lay 
long in a darkened room, suffering from concussion of 
the brain. Whilst there he described the run in which 
he fell in the following verses :— 

The Staghounds. 

Forrard away ! Forrard away 

Cheerly, ye beauties, forrard away ! 

They flash like a gleam o'er the upland brow, 

They flash like a gleam o'er the russet plow, 

O'er the green wheatland, fair to see ; 

Over the pasture, over the lea. 

Forrard away — forrard away ! 
Cheerly, ye beauties, forrard away ! 



How soft lies the valley asleep below, 

In the golden sunshine, as on we go, 

Down the long sweep of the hillside bare, 

Drinking sweet draughts of the vernal air ! 

The lark is raining his music down. 

The partridge whirrs up from the grass-tuft brown. 

Forrard away, &c. 


A stiff ox fence with its oaken rail — 
Rap, rap, go the hoofs like a peasant's flail ; 
A five-foot drop — see, the Roding brook. 
Send him at it, don't stop to look ; 
Dash through the quickset into the lane 
Out on the other side, forrard again — 

Forrard away, &c. 


Carefully now, at the ditch and bank. 
Into the copse wood thick and dank ; 
The violet hangs her timid head. 
And cowers down in her lowly bed ; 
The primrose opes wide her golden eyes. 
And gazes upward in mute surprise. 

Forrard away, &c. 


A moment's check, one cast around ; 
'Tis forrard again, with a furious bound, 
Mellow and sweet their voices sound. 


Steady, my pet, at the five-barred gate, ' 
Lightly over, with heart elate ; 
Up witli the elbow, down with the head. 
Crash through the bullfinch like shot of lead. 

Forrard away, &c. 


Look at the hounds, their muzzles high ; 
A sheet would cover them ; on they fly ; 
No music now, not a whimpering cry — 
Neck or nothing : we'll do or die. 
Swinging along at a slashing pace, 
With souls on fire each risk to face. 

Forrard away, &c. 


Thread the hazels ; over the stile — 
'Tis forty-five minutes each five a mile. 
Hurrah for the staghounds ! let others sneer 
x\t the fatted calf, and the carted deer ; 
But we know, as we feel our hunter's stride, 
A man must be a man who with these can ride. 

Forrard away, &c. 

The reign of the present master, Mr. Sheffield Henry 
Morier Neave, began in the year 1885. In January of 
that year he removed from Hertfordshire to his present 
residence at Mill Green, and at Easter he was invited to 
tak(; the staghounds. The opening meet was held at the 
King William on November loth, when an untried hind 


afforded a fast run of two and a quarter hours. Seven 
days later, a run of over twenty miles from Fyfield was 
ended with hospitable entertainment at Sir Charles 
Smith's (Suttons). Many other good days followed, in- 
cluding a remarkable run on March 23rd, 1886, from High 
Easter to Epping — twenty miles at least, as hounds ran — 
in two hours. The best run of the present master's second 
season occurred on March 15th, 1887, when a deer, 
enlarged at Marks Hall, and taken eleven miles away at 
Shenfield Place, afforded a run of double that distance, in 
four and a half hours, which was successfully ended in 
spite of two inches of snow on the ground. 

In the next season (1887-8) the great day was 
February 7th, 1888. The following account of the day's 
sport appeared in the County Gentleman : — 

"■Mr. Sheffield N eaves Staghounds. — These hounds 
met on Tuesday, the 7th, at Marks Hall, in the Rodings, 
perhaps the best part of this celebrated country, and a very 
favourite meet. A field of some fifty horsemen included, 
besides our regular supporters, several strangers, and 
among the latter we noticed the Secretary of the Essex 
Foxhounds. As the hounds dashed out into the line of 
the deer, we heard the master say : ' Now for twenty-five 
miles,' and 'The Pigeon ' soon showed that his confidence 


was not misplaced. She went away well towards Abbess 
Roothino-, but was headed at the first fence to the left. 
We ran at best pace by Barnish, Pepper's Green, and 
Chalk End to the brook at Boy ton Springs — about five 
miles, as we went, in some twenty-five minutes. Here we 
found her in the brook, after a check of perhaps a couple 
of minutes, and away again at a great pace, with hardly a 
check to the end, to the right of Mashbury, by Fitzjohn's, 
over Dunmow Lane, and then to Warner's Farm, Littley 
Green and Hyde Wood ; over the brook by Little Leighs, 
and to the left of St. Anne's Castle, where by this time the 
field was very select. On by Moulsham, Halland Paul's and 
Hazleton Woods nearly to Black Notley, and up to her in 
the back-water of Bulford Mill. From this she went away 
in view over the line beyond Bulford Station. There was 
some delay in getting over the water and railway — hounds 
all the time racing — but the master's chestnut, though dead 
beat and blundering on to his nose at every fence, managed 
to let him keep view of the tail hounds. Down the north 
side of the line nearly to Cressing Temple, by Boar Stye 
Green, round Storey's Wood close to F"elix Hall, and back 
to the farm opposite Rivenhall Place, where the hind ran 
into a barn and was secured." 

The last few miles thinned the field to half-a-dozen 


beside the master. It is needless to say that these included 
Mr. James Christy and Mr. William Blyth. Time, two 
hours and twenty minutes. Point, sixteen miles. 

This run was said to be the hardest for horses, hounds, 
and men that could be remembered within twenty-five 
years. The line of country in the earlier part of the run 
was much the same as that of the run with Mr. Lottus 
Arkwright's hounds, described on pp. 146-149. 

Excellent sport has been enjoyed during the following 
seasons down to the present time. One of the best days 
was December 19th, 1893, which was described as follows 
in the Field : — 

" Fssex Staghounds. — Tuesday, December 19th, will 
be recollected as a red-letter day, as we scored a really first- 
rate run. Leaving Mashbury Mill with a numerous field, 
we hunted somewhat slowly for three or four minutes 
towards Pleshey, but coming to a view we simply raced, 
leavino- Hioh Easter on the left, to the north of High 
Roding Street — a good four mile point in very quick time. 
Here the usual thino" with staohounds would have been to 
stop the pack for a breathing space, but the master never 
allows this ; and I have never seen these hounds stopped, 
and attribute their keenness and hunting powers a good 
deal to this fact. From here, after a semblance of a 


check, wc made at a good pace, turnino- at ri^ht angles, 
for Dunmow. Strikiiii^- the Chelmer we ran down it to 
the back of Harnston Lodge, where a lucky ford allowed 
us to cross. Then, following .Stebbing Brook, we crossed 
the line, and still continuing without a check, we went 
on at a good pace, and, running along Pods Brook down 
stream, we came up to her in the mill dam. One hour 
and twenty minutes, and only five of the field besides 
the officials there to see. Here we checked for two 
minutes, and thought about taking her, but she was off 
again as fresh as paint. I hear that two of the field 
besides the officials got over the brook with a fiounder, 
and, going still at a pace, crossed the river Pant on 
the left of Bocking .Street ; then, passing Bovington Hall, 
they ran by High Garrett to Froyz Hall, where the hind 
was taken. A fourteen mile point — twenty-one and a-half 
as we went. Time, one hour and forty-five minutes, (^nly 
Messrs. Hall and Blyth to the end, besides the master 
and two whips." 

Mr. Neave hunts the hounds himself in masterly 
style, assisted by an amateur whipper-in. This office has 
been successively held by Mr. Colley, of W'rittlc Park, 
Mr. Edward Neave, and Mr. P>rindle. 


Hare-Hunting in Epping Forest. 

After the last chase of a wild stag, deer-hunting in 
Epping Forest survived only in the cockney carnival of 
the Easter Hunt. For true sport, there was in future 
nothing on the Forest to compare with the hunting of the 

In early days the Epping- Forest hares were hunted 
under great difficulties. According to a writer in The 
Field (January 19th, 1895), a humble sportsman named 
John Osbaldeston (no relation to the squire of that name) 
kennelled a few couple of miserable harriers in Clare 
Market, and went down by road to hunt in Essex for 
several years. He earned a living as a clerk, and in the 
evening made up the books of the butchers of Clare 
Market, and they, in return for his services, rewarded him 
with a small money payment and enough offal to feed his 
hounds. One horse was stabled in a shed close at hand ; 
and, on such days as he could command, he and his pack 


set off for the neighbourhood of Epping Forest, hunted 
for a time, and returned to their dismal quarters, the 
hounds having their lodging-room in the basement of his 
modest dwelling. 

But the sport is worthy of something better than this 
squalid establishment, maintained as it was in the face of 
hardship and prompted by a keenness we do not often find 
now. P"or the last seventy-five years, therefore, hounds 
have been kept in the neighbourhood of the Forest for 
hare-hunting ; nor must we forget the merry little pack of 
Mr., or Captain, Saich in the last century, not to mention 
several other " cries." 

About the year 1820 harriers were kept by Mr. Robin- 
son, of Chingford, and, later on, by Mr. Mills, of Claybury, 
until, tiring of the sport, he handed them over to Mr. 
Gore, an Australian gentleman settled in Woodford, who 
obtained a good number of subscribers to their support. 
In the year 1830 or thereabouts Mr. Henry Vigne began 
to keep a few of these harriers in the kennels which had 
previously been used by the Roundings for their hounds, 
the rest of the pack being distributed amongst Mr. Gore 
and other gentlemen. Gradually the others dropped 
out ; Mr. Vicrne became sole master, and built himself 
kennels at "The Oaks," Woodford, the subscriptions being 


Still continued. Mr. Vigne's family, which was of Swiss 
extraction, had immigrated to England at the time of the 
revocation of the Edict of Nantes, and settled in or near 
London. His father, Mr. Thomas Vigne, was, when a 
young man, a well-known cricketer, and a member of the 
M.C.C. Though not a hunting man, Mr. Thomas Vigne 
was a good judge of a horse and an accomplished rider. 

It was intended that Mr. Henry Vigne should follow a 
professional career ; but, meeting with a serious accident 
early in life, through being thrown from his horse, the 
choice of a profession was deferred sine die, and eventually 

From the first Mr. Vigne devoted himself to his 
hounds. They soon developed into a very useful pack 
which would hold to the line of their hare though a herd of 
deer crossed in front of them — no uncommon occurrence in 
the Forest. Fast hounds are required for Epping Forest, 
where a hare has every facility for making work, so, to 
obtain the requisite speed, Mr. Vigne procured dwarf fox- 
hounds from the best kennels. His hunting days were 
Tuesdays and Saturdays, with sometimes a bye-day, when 
the master mostly went out on foot. Owing to his popu- 
larity and his efforts on all occasions to avoid doing mischief 
to crops, he was not restricted to the Forest, and he 

Hk.nry \i(;ni:. 


hunted a very extensive range of open country through 
the bounty of landlords and tenants. 

To prevent large fields the fixtures were kept as secret 
as possible. In his later years Mr. Vigne's method of 
ensuring secrecy was amusing. The fixtures were com- 
municated to a few favoured friends by post cards upon 
which was often added the caution, " Do not let servants 
know" — an injunction somewhat at variance with this style 
of correspondence ! A story, for the truth of which we do 
not vouch, relates that inside Mr. Vigne's hat was in- 
scribed, " Do not bleed me, but give me plenty of brandy 
and water." This was his prescription for "first aid" in 
case of a fall. A life-like portrait, painted by Mr. J. [. 
Shannon and presented to Mr. V'igne by numerous friends, 
has been reproduced for the present work. It shows him 
as he was — a true type of an English gentleman. Many 
good sportsmen owed their first lessons in hunting to Mr. 
Vigne. Amongst them were Mr. C. E. Green, afterwards 
Master of the Essex Hounds ; Mr. Hervey Foster and 
Mr. Robert Lockwood, secretaries to that pack. Mr. 
Green's brother, Major George Green, writes of Mr. Vigne : 
" Good wine needs no bush ; he was a sportsman among 
ten thousand, and I consider it a privilege to have teen 
entered by him. He made more boys into sportsmen than 


any man I ever met. He was strict with us, but never 
swore. His strongest expression was ' By Gad,' and that 
I can hear him saying now ; generally, ' By Gad, that's 
pretty,' as his little hounds streamed away." 

Mr. Vigne's mastership lasted for about sixty years. 
He died after a lingering illness on July 20th, 1892, at the 
ripe age of eighty-seven. For many years before his 
death he was the oldest master of hounds in England. 

Since his death his country has been hunted with 
much success by Mr. Edward Barclay, of Roydon Lodge, 
who spares no pains to keep down the number of his 
"field " and to avoid damage to the farmers.^ 

' For the contents of the above chapter we are largely indebted to Baily's 
Magazine, also to articles in the County Gentlemati and W'oodjord Times, 
kindly placed at our disposal by the Editors. 


Correspondence between Mr. Henry John Conyers 
AND Mr. Richard Marriott. 

[See Chapter I., pp. 4-5.] 

Henry John Conyers to Richard Marriott, January 26th, 1831. 

Dear Marriott, — I am sure you must confess we are unlucky in 
our weatlier. This is the tliini time we have come down when the 
frost has set in, and [consideyiiig] the great expense we are at being at 
an inn, we, of course, have made a retreat again. 

We sliall be in your neighbourhood whenever the weather is open 
and mild again. I have no doubt I shall be abused, but that is better 
than being in Chelmsford Gaol.' We had no cubs to come to in the 
first part of the year, or else we should have been there oftener. I 
hear Newman complains all your foxes are got to us. Do not believe 
it. Foxes may have a brace in it, as for Grand Courts they are felling 
it, and a hundred dogs in it and a thousand people. — Yours truly, 

H. J. Conyers. 

Saturday, 29th, Matching Green. 
Monday, 31st, Leading Roothing. 

' ? For debt. 


Richard Marriott to Henry John Conyers, January 27TH, 1831. 

My Dear Sir,— I am much obliged by your letter stating your 
appointments, and am truly sorry the frost should again have 
prevented us the pleasure of seeing you in this country, as the 
people in this immediate neighbourhood are very much dissatisfied 
with you for not hunting the country oftener, and swear by all that's 
good they will destroy every fox they can. Would it not be better, 
and more conducive to your sport, if Newman were to draw Foxes, 
Grand Courts, Boxted, and Nupister occasionally, when you could not 
conveniently come down ? I know it would meet with the approba- 
tion of the neighbourhood, and I think would be the very best way of 
keeping them quiet. So much money and trouble as I bestow upon 
the preservation of foxes, it does certainly (as may be supposed) grieve 
me very much to know they are destroyed the first walk they take. 
You have not been misinformed respecting my determination of not 
stopping any more this season. I told Newman so before he met 
here the last time, and every earth was open, as he had occasion to 
expect they would be. Should the plan which I have submitted to 
you meet with your approbation, you will very much oblige me by 
stating your wishes to Newman immediately, as it really is of conse- 
quence. Although I will not stop the earths, I will arrange matters 
in such a way that you need not fear running to ground. Perhaps 
you will be kind enough to give me a line at your earliest convenience. 
— Believe me, my dear Sir, yours most truly, 

Rd. Marriott. 

Henry John Conyers to Richard Marriott, January 29TH, 1831, 

Dear Sir, — I have to return you my thanks for your preservation 
of foxes, because I have no doubt I may benefit occasionally from it, 
though I am well aware the preservation is not for me to benefit by, 
but it is for the benefit of Mr. Newman's sport. I now begin to see 
the folly of giving up Panfield Hall for Mr. Newman to draw as well 
as myself: because I was kind enough to do that, it is expected I am 
to give up more, and if I was a fool to give up Grand Courts, Boxted, 

APPENDIX. • 343 

and Nupister, your immediate neighbourliood would soon swear h)- all 
that's good they would destroy every fox if I did not allow Mr. New- 
man's hounds to draw (when I could not go there) Dunmow High 
Wood, Marks and Big Woods. 

By the laws of foxhunting there must be so)ne boundary, and if you 
luid kept foxhounds as long as I have you would know by letting 
another pack draw your country would be a certain way of having 
blank days, and as I had four blank days in the Dunmow country last 
year, I do not wish to add to the number. If the weather had not 
been frosty I should have been much oftener in your immediate iieighhonr- 
hood, and as I cannot command weather, I do not think they ought to 
be so much dissatisfied. If there had been cubs bred in that part of 
the country, I should have been there more frequently in the early part 
of November, but when I knew there was only an old fox or two, what 
was the good of going oftener ? If I had I should have only had blank 
days and spoilt the young hounds. It is unfortunate you live at the 
edge of Newman's country, or rather I should say in my country and 
that the foxes will not stay in one place. It would give me the 
greatest pleasure to oblige you in any way except giving up my 
country to another pack of hounds. — I remain, dear Sir, yours most 


H. John Convers. 

P.S. — I am sure I shall feel greatly obliged if you can in any way 
prevent the fox going to ground, and any way you think proper to do 
it I shall be satisfied with, and cannot wish you to stop if you think it 
will injure the earths. 

Henry John Convers to Rich.\rd Marriott (und.\ted). 
Mv Dear Sir, — I fear in writing to you in haste I did not make 
myself perfectly understood. I never for a moment thought you had 
given me offence, nor did I consider you were in the least dictating to 
me ; you merely made a request, and I merely answered it, which I am 
very sorry I was not able to do to your entire satisfaction. I beg 
leave to say that I never had the least thought of supposing Mr. 


Newman had anything to do with the request, as he always has 
behaved to me in the most kind and sportsmanHke manner possible, 
and I hope I have done the same in return towards him. I kept 
hounds Jirst, and I have given up several of my coverts as neutral 
coverts. All the Green Dragon Woods were mine, Lion Hall and the 
coverts opposite Mr. Tufnell's house at Langleys, which I gave up to 
him, and which he could not have taken from me. If I cannot be 
certain of some country being quiet when I come down to Dunmow, 
what a bore it is to come so far and draw blank ! Twice this year we 
met at Thaxted and Sampford to draw Hempstead, and when we 
came I heard the other hounds had run all over Hempstead Wood, 
and so [it was] no use to go there, and what would be the consequence 
if Newman hunted Foxes and Boxted ? Why, in all probability [lie 
ze'oiild] run to Big Woods and Marks, so that when we came down we 
should not know where to go as a certain Jind. 

I really thought when Panfield was given up as neutral that you 
and all your neighbourhood would be satisfied. I wish I knew who 
these complaining neighbours of yours are — doubtless some of them 
have double faces ; when I come I only hear complaints of the other 
hounds disturbing my country, and then they say there are people 
want to kick me out to get the other hounds in. Who in the world 
is it that finds fault with you for preserving foxes ? The fellow, 
whoever he is, cannot be fond of hunting, and only can pretend to be 
so. I am placed in a very awkward situation : on the one hand 1 am 
to have my country disturbed by another pack, or I am to have the 
only person who really preserves foxes give up the preservation. I 
hope still to be able to satisfy your neighbours by coming more 
frequently, and perhaps you will give us one more year of trial, for 
such a season as this and last was never known to the oldest fox- 
hunter. — Truly yours and obliged, 

H. J. C, 

I am very sorry you should be at the expense of an action. I 
think Newman's people ought to pay half and our people the other 
half of any expense that may arise from the preservation of foxes. 

appendix. 345 

The Takeley Forest Award. 

Mr. Henley Greaves rendered an important service to the Essex 
Hunt by procuring an authoritative decision upon a dispute which 
had existed for a long time with the Herts Hunt, with respect to the 
right to draw Takeley Forest. A committee was formed to collect 
evidence, and conduct the case before the arbitrators. Lord Yar- 
borough and Lord Redesdale. Walsh, in his work on " British Rural 
Sports," quotes their award, "which," he says, "is a lucid and 
searching exposition of the merits of the respective claims, and 
deserves to be placed amongst the archives of foxhunting law, as 
establishing clear and fundamental principles with regard to the diffi- 
cult subject of neutral coverts." The award was as follows : — 

" I. Immemorial usage is the common title to a foxhunting 
country. When the date of the commencement of such usage is 
known, the right to it will depend on the manner in which it com- 

" 2. In the case referred to us, satisfactory proof is given that 
the forest has been drawn by both hunts as long as any living man 
can remember. The evidence of the Calvert family, as to its belong- 
ing exclusively to the Herts Hunt, can only be received as a record 
of their opinion. At the time when the statement was made the 
Essex were drawing it, as well as before and since ; and in making 
the statement Mr. Calvert does not say that they did so by permis- 
sion asked and granted, or give the date and particulars of any agree- 
ment on the subject. 

" 3. There is a wide difference between permission and sufTcr- 
ance as regards a title to a foxhunting country. No term of years 
will bar an original right of the liberty to draw, commenced on per- 
mission granted conditionally with a power to resume. An encroach- 
ment may be neglected for a time, and, nevertheless, afterwards pro- 
perly and successfully resisted, if satisfactory proof can be given that 
it was an encroachment and an innovation on former practice between 
the hunts. But a practice claimed as a right by one hunt, and suffered 


to be exercised by the other for a period of sixty years and more, 
when all evidence as to the time and manner in which it originally 
commenced is lost, must be held to establish that right, or a door 
would be opened for endless disputes as to boundaries. 

" 4. The fact of the forest having been drawn by the Essex is 
admitted, and a reason assigned for its never having been formally 
objected to — viz., that it was a great nursery and preserve of foxes, 
and then so strong and impracticable a woodland that there was no 
getting a fox away, and no chance of a run from it ; and that, as it 
was necessary for the sport of both counties that it should be routed 
as much as possible, ' the Herts were glad to see the Essex go 
there and do the disagreeable work, and therefore no objection was 
taken to their doing so.' This is a very important admission. It is 
seldom that so clear a reason can be assigned in the origin of a 
neutral draw, as the case of a woodland to which no one was very 
anxious to go, but which it was the interest of both hunts to have 
regularly disturbed. 

" 5. The neutral districts so established between the hunts ex- 
tended beyond the forest and disputes arose. In 1812 an arrangement 
was come to between the masters of the hunts, which the Herts rely 
on as establishing their exclusive right to the forest, because it is 
not mentioned among the neutral coverts. The answer of the Essex 
is, that it is not mentioned because there never was a doubt as to its 
neutrality, and that the dispute was only as to certain woods outside. 
In support of this they prove that the forest was regularly drawn by 
them afterwards. The Herts reply that this was done because Mr. 
Houblon, the chief proprietor there, became joint master of the 
Essex, and asked permission to draw it from Mr. Hanbury, the master 
of the Herts, and a copy of a letter from Mr. Hanbury to Mr. 
Houblon is produced, in which he says that he understands that the 
latter wishes to draw ' some more coverts ' as neutral, and that 
though he was not himself an advocate for a neutral country, he and 
Mr. Calvert had every wish on Mr. Houblon's account to accommo- 
date him, and would meet him and ascertain his wishes. What these 
were is not known ; the words, ' some more coverts,' could hardly 


apply to the forest, nor is there any proof given that they did apply, 
or that any extension of the neutral country then took place. On the 
contrary, from the care Mr. Hanbury and Mr. Calvert bestowed on 
these matters, it is hardly possible that, if anything was done, no 
written memorandum should have been kept : and the probability is 
that, on discussing the matter, the objections of Mr. Hanbury to 
extend the neutral country were found insurmountable, notwithstand- 
ing his desire to accommodate Mr. Houblon. 

" 6. The forest continued to be drawn by the Essex till 1832, 
when Lord Petre took the Herts Hounds, and ' claimed an exclusive 
right to the forest and the other coverts, and asked for a reference.' 
A meeting took place, and the result was that there was no reference, 
and that Mr. Conyers was not dispossessed. Again, in 1838, Mr. 
Houblon, the owner of the forest, became master of the same hounds, 
and desired ' to have the forest drawn on certain defined conditions, 
or a reference,' but Mr. Conyers still kept his old ground. It is clear 
that if Mr. Houblon's father had only got leave to draw the forest 
conditionally from Mr. Hanbury in 1812 there must have been posi- 
tive evidence of that fact in 1832, as it must have been known to 
many. It is asserted that in 1832 the claim was only waived during 
Mr. Conyers's life, but, as in 1833, the owner of the forest, then 
master of the Herts Hounds, asked to have the arrangements respect- 
ing that draw ' denied, or a reference,' it is clear that no abandonment 
of the Essex claim of right took place in 1832, while Mr. Houblon's 
demand negatives the idea of any agreement having been then entered 
into by the Herts to abstain from making a claim only during Mr. 
Conyers's life. 

" 7. The reference asked for on these two occasions has now been 
brought before us, and, after having given our best consideration to 
the subject, we are of opinion that, according to foxhunting laws, 
the forest does not belong exclusively to either hunt, but must be 
considered neutral for the reason assigned in the third and fourth 

" Yarborough. 
" November 19th, 1854. " Redesdale." 


A Lay Made About the Year 1883. 
(With Apologies to Lord Macaulay.) 

Sir Henry Selwin-Ibbetson, 

An anxious face he wore, 
As he watched the crowd that gathered 

On Matching Green once more. 
An anxious face he wore, 

Upon the opening day, 
For scores of horsemen had come forth, 
From East and West and South and North, 

All eager for the fray. 

East and West and South and North, 

Have Dobson's cards gone out. 
And Harlow, Chelmsford, Ongar, 

Have noised the meets about. 
Shame on the lazy sportsman 

Who lingers in his bed. 
When the Essex huntsman and his hounds 

To Matching Green have sped. 

Now grooms and second horsemen, 

Are pouring in amain. 
From many a distant parish 

Up many a muddy lane. 


By many a famous covert 

Where 'neath the farmers' care 
At even shade the cubs have played 

In the still summer air. 

From the once royal forest, 

Scene now of East-end larks, 
From Romford, whence run early trains, 

Heavy with city clerks. 
From the long street of Dunmow, 

Where as the story's told. 
The flitch was yearly given 

To loving pairs of old. 
From where the Stort meanders 

By mart of malt and flour. 
From where conspicuous points to heaven, 

The Epping Water-tower. 

Loud are the shouts where racers 

Are straining o'er the lawn, 
Fast are the deer that cross our ploughs 

To blasts of Petre's horn. 
Beyond all sports, the angler's 

Endures throughout the year. 
Best of all days the shooter loves 

To think the twelfth is near. 

But now no thought of racing. 

Of favourites or of tips, 
Nor of the " unantlered monarch " 

Crosses our minds or lips. 
Unheeded from the glassy pool 

His leap the salmon flings ; 
Unharmed o'er stretching moorland 

The grouse may spread his wings. 


The duties of our office 

To-day let clerks fulfil, 
To-day let others have our briefs, 

Or swell a client's bill ; 
And in the haunts of Thespis 

To-night we'll not be seen, 
Staring at pretty ballet-girls, 

We're off for Matching Green. 

Now at the place of meeting 

The plot is thickening fast. 
And sportsmen, who are riding on, 

By those on wheels are past. 
Behind two spanking chestnuts 

See George and Arthur Cure, 
And that trim figure and neat seat 

Is Caldecott's, I'm sure. 

See Bagot, Archer of the Hunt, 

On Snowball's back appear, 
And Gibson, from whose coverts 

We had such sport last year ; 
George Hart, whom whether young or old. 

We all find hard to beat. 
Mills on his famous Polly, 

And Sworder's graceful seat. 

Safe on a dark grey hunter. 

In spite of falls still sound, 
The Reverend Frederick Fane rides up 

Dispensing mirth around ; 
The centre of a laughing group, 

Beside him are his daughters, 
Miss Fane, whom rivers cannot stop, 

And charming Mrs. Waters. 


Far from the south, a gallant three 

Have joined our sport to-day ; 
Ind, quite oblivious of the gout, 

Upon his clever grey. 
Sir Lumley, who on other, fields 

A sterner chase has led. 
And face to face with England's foes. 

Has for his country bled ; 
And Johnny Sands, no ruffian's charge. 

His genuine pluck could shake, 
When prostrate by that cruel blow. 

He lay but half awake ; 
Men say they heard his kindly lips 

Utter no other sounds 
Than, " Friends, don't let me keep you here. 

Go on, and join the hounds." 

Here's Charrington, at Marden Ash, 

He'll lunch to-day by two ; 
Here Spencer wears the famous coat. 

When will he have a new ? 
Here's Elder with a " Miller,'" 

That right well grinds his corn, 
And Sewell knows a maid, I ween, 

Not long to be forlorn. 
Comes Edwards from where High Beech 

Raises its lofty spire. 
And Hill, to join the Essex hounds, 

Forsakes his neighbouring shire ; 
Here's Roly, too (those breeches 

Are surely not his own). 

The name of Mr. Eldei's horse. 


But we mourn the loss of Bobby Wood 
Who to Gloucestershire has flown. 

To Keppel and the rat-tailed bay, 
In any crowd I'd swear ; 

But where's the Lord of Easton ? 
Where is his Lady fair ? 

Fresh from the Kentish hop-grounds 

White comes a mighty swell, 
St. George, who, though disqualified. 

At Rundells ran so well. 
Here, with still vacant saddle 

A groom leads up and down, 
For Suart, though on pleasure bent. 

Has first to go to Town. 
While could you note their numbers, 

As on the green they pour, 
Of Barclays, Fowlers, Pellys, 

You well might count a score. 

Just punctual to the moment 

Surrounded by the pack. 
Comes Bailey looking fresh and smart, 

A new pink on his back. 
Before them rides Ned Brooker, 

With Crawley as his guide. 
And at their sterns young Turner, 

The laggard hound to chide. 

Oh ! when the spotted beauties 

Appeared upon the green. 
What smiles of keen enjoyment 

On every face was seen ! 
No lady in the carriages 

But cried out, " Look, what dears !" 
No hunter but put up his back 

Or put back both his ears. 


But Sir Henry's brow was knit, 

Darkly he eyed tlie crowd, 
And darkly looked he at his hounds 

As he whispered half aloud, 
" Those thrusters will be on their backs 

Before they're well away, 
Then if there's not a burning scent. 

What chance of sport to-day ?" 

And plainly, as the field moves off 

In a still lengthening line. 
Now might MacAdam note the names 

Destined in print to shine. 
There, forging slyly to the front. 

Ball on his grey, was seen, 
And Charley famed for skill to wield 
The willow in the tented field : 
And game at anything to ride. 
No fence too high, no ditch too wide. 

His cousin, Frederick Green. 

There's Todhunter from Parndon 

Preserver of the fox. 
And W'almsley, just established 

In his cosy hunting-bo.x ; 
The " Major "' with moustaches waxed. 

So killing to the maids, 
And Calverley released to-day 

From Warley's dull parades. 

Here's Lawrence Cure and Bury 
(Great Lord of Nazing, hail !) 

Here's Lockwood from his mansion 
That overlooks the vale. 

The Hon. W. H. Allsopp, Lieut. -Col. in the Worcestershire Yeomanry. 


Where wave the tell-tale willow trees, 

By Roden's treacherous banks, 
His frowning bearskin laid aside 

To join our guiltless' ranks. 

There Usborne rides without a whip 

And with unarmed heel. 
There pleasantly smiles Major Tower — 

Here jauntily sits Beale, 
Thrice welcome noble sportsman ! 

Back to thy native hill ! 
No more o'er Afric's burning sands. 
Pursue wild beasts in heathen lands, 
But hunt at home, and in thine ear 
May tally ho's ! for many a year 

Resound from Monkhams still. 

See Marsh straight from the green-room 

His cheery face close shorn. 
And Mrs. A., whose hundred slaves 

Sigh hopelessly love-lorn. 
And Deacon equally an fait 

In quite another line, 
To wile away the summer hours 
At match-making- he tried his powers 
On that famed heath where distant towers 

Old Ely's stately shrine. 

I wis in all that crowded throng 

There was no heart so dead, 
But beat with a quick throb of pain 

'Neath coat of black or red, 

' Image of war without its guilt. — "The Chace," by Somerville. 
■-■ Mr. Deacon won matches at Newmarket with his horses " Chevely " and 
" Comical." 


No Essex sportsman there but felt 

How sad it was to see, 
Compelled to view our fun from wheels, 

A once undaunted three. 

Arkwright our former Master, 

Who, whether well or ill. 
Long with unselfish kindness 

Kept on the country still ; 
And Secretary Foster 

For courtesy renowned. 
Take all the Hunts in England 

Where can his match be found ? 
Would that these two, with Dawson, 

Could lead our van to day ! 
Right from Row Wood to Garnetts 

Could show us all the way ! 
What joy after such horsemen 

To scurry o'er the plain ! 
Your bard behind their horses 

How glad to toil in vain. 

Now at a cheer from Bailey, 

What eagerness pervades ! 
The striving pack, hound after hound. 
Straining to reach the covert's bound, 

Jealous as love-sick maids. 
The horn recalls their footsteps 
Ranging too far and free. 
As through Man Wood they busy spread 
With waving stern and lowered head. 
And to the spot their way they thread 

Where sit the Ridleys three. 


The three sit still and silent 

To view the fox away ; 
Alas ! their cunning is in vain, 

He's not at home to-day. 
Our faces late so joyous 

Are darkening with dismay, 
For hark ! the horn is blowing out. 
Echoes the vacant wood throughout. 
The second whip's too hateful shout 

Of " get away ! away ! " 

In Bailey's ear. Sir Henry 

Whispers a secret word. 
And soon in Brickhills undergrowth 

A varmint fox is stirred. 
Good luck to Captain Meyer ! 

Who in the hour of need 
Supplies the wanted animal, 

We wish him all, God-speed ! 
Hurrah for Herman Meyer ! 

Give him a hearty cheer, 
We'll drink him health, long life, and wealth 

In his own hunting beer. 

Thrice the fox skirts the covert 

Trying to dodge the pack, 
And thrice in vain essays to break. 

And thrice is headed back. 
Till fearing for his life, he steals 

Away, out of our sight. 
And Crawley's cap held high in air 

Alone proclaims his flight. 


Then outspake Colonel Howard, 

Grandfather of the Hunt, 
To all a word of counsel 

He spake as is his wont — 
" Gentlemen and fellow-sportsmen, 

Do give the hounds fair play. 
How can they hit the line, with all 

Those horses in the way ? " 

But hark ! the cry is " Forrard ! '" 

And with hat cocked aside, 
See Jones pick out the biggest fence, 

And take it in his stride ; 
Thinks he " These craning duffers 

Will keep us here all day ; 
Will no one dare to follow 

When ' Chasseur ' shows the way ? " 

Then the fierce music of the chase 

A welcome chorus sounds ; 
The fox knows well its echoes tell 

Of fast approaching hounds. 
Then that good dog, old Commodore, 

Streams gaily to the front, 
And Rosebud shows the Essex Hounds 

Can run as well as hunt. 

Then Sutton's baronet ahead 

Seems riding in a race. 
And Bailey, tootling on his horn, 

Maintains his pride of place. 
Behind him breathless comes the field 

Still tailing as they go. 
Shoulders and heads wa'gging above 

And spurs at work below. 


Now, by the shade of Assheton Smith, 

It was a goodly sight 
To see some thirty horsemen 

Ride in the foremost flight ; 
So flies a yacht, with topsail set, 

Running before a breeze. 
So o'er our heads a driven bird 

Skims noiseless through the trees. 

See Tufnell at an ugly fence 

Turn first his horse's head, 
And Edward Ball come after him 

On a new thoroughbred. 
Sir Henry riding " Multum " 

Is going well to-day, 
And Mr. Coope is giving us 

An electrical display. 

Watch Yerburgh exemplify 

A style we rarely find, 
Bold riding with an eye to hounds. 

Judgment and pluck combined. 
Hargreaves with coat-tails flying, 

And Waters jumping gates. 
And the Major followed by a form 

That looks like Mrs. Tait's. 
And Roffey on the whitefaced bay 

Charging a Roothing ditch, 
Into whose depths a nameless youth 

Head first is seen to pitch. 

And down goes many a thruster 
Purled by some rotten bank. 

And many a half-conditioned steed 
Lies prone with sobbing flank, 


And underneath is hidden 

In dirt and slush laid low 
Some brand-new scarlet jacket, 

Just home from Savile Row. 

Meanwhile our fox is travelling on, 

With steady, plodding gait, 
Twice twenty towling foes behind, 

And before, a doubtful fate. 
For heavy are the ploughlands. 

Sticky with autumn rains, 
And sadly through the mud and dirt 

His draggled brush he trains ; 
And fast his strength is failing. 

His wind is almost gone, 
And he feels that he is sinking. 

But still he struggles on. 
For he knows near Hatfield Broad Oak 

A haven of sure rest, 
And to reach the wished-for stronghold 

He does his level best ; 
And now he's at the open earth. 

Now he has gone to ground. 
Now beaten, but yet safe below 

He hears the baying hound. 

" Curse on it !_" mutters Bailey, 
" I wish they'd stopped the place. 

But for this hole, ere curfew' toll 
I might have killed a brace." 

During the winter months the Curfew tolls every evening in Harlow. Bailey 

would doubtless hear it at the Kennels. 


" Oh ! come away, don't dig him," 
Loud answers Parson Fane, 

" So stout a fox another day 
Should live to run again." 

But now no sound of laughter 

From all the field is heard, 
As once again for Man Wood, 

Our master gives the word. 
There lack not eager sportsmen, 

Nor lovers of the chase, 
For all our best and bravest 

Have come the Meet to grace. 

But e'en the keenest spirits 

Confess their sport is o'er, 
When we turn to draw a second time 

Coverts disturbed before, 
And in those deep and holding rides 

Once more to plunge their steeds, 
Forbear, but in the bordering lane. 
They careless sit with loosened rein. 
While to the dregs their flasks they drain, 
Nor listen for hounds' opening strain, 

But chaff and puff their weeds. 

Scarce one appears to give a thought 

To the doings of the pack, 
As to Brickhills for a second fox 

Bailey turns slowly back ; 
And when we find that covert 

Deserted for the day, 
And the last summons of the horn 
Sadly upon the breeze is borne, 
The crowd that shone so gay at morn 

Melts gradually away. 


But, Sportsman, as thou turnest 

Thy horse's head to home, 
Think how thou mayest best maintain 

The chase in years to come ; 
Remember to the farmers first 

We owe the fun all share, 
Then ride over their acres 

With discretion and with care. 

Leave to the Cockney Sportsman, 

Unworthy of the name, 
Those heedless acts that tinge our cheeks 

With blush of scorn and shame. 
Who with no hounds before him 

Still over fences larks. 
Neat gardens and smooth-shaven lawns 

Stamps with unsightly marks ; 
He jumps into a sheep-fold, 

Each gate leaves open wide, 
An^ regardless of the growing crops 

He ruthlessly doth ride. 

But every thorough Sportsman 

On seeds and springing wheat 
Avoids when rain has fallen 

To set his horse's feet, 
He every field of winter beans 

Religiously will shun, 
Though not afraid of jumping 

When hounds do really run. 
He, as he skims a meadow 

Has an eye upon the stock, 


Nor furious gallops near the ewes 
Or scares the timid flock ; 

And so by little courtesies 
He wins the farmer's heart, 

Yet ever ready in the chase 
To bear a foremost part. 

And so for many a winter 

The huntsman's horn shall blow, 
And the merry music of the Hounds 

Sweep o'er the Esse.x plough ; 
And our's be still a hunter 

That's fit to go the pace, 
And our's on many an opening day 

To greet each well-known face. 

And when some fellow Sportsman's 

Hospitality we share, 
And the inner man is sated 

With viands rich and rare ; 
When a glorious blaze of scarlet 

Round the festive board we sit, 
And the oldest port is opened, 

And the largest weed is lit ; 
And when over mahogany 

We all ride wondrous bold. 
And of exploits in the hunting-field 

Some startling tales are told ; 
And when affairs in general 

A rosy hue assume. 
As wine and wit commingled 

Go circling round the room ; 
We'll pause 'mid shouts of laughter. 

Loud mirth and racy jest, 


While a glass of some choice vintage 

Stands brimming by each guest, 
With three times three, and one cheer more 

To drink a bumper toast — 
" Sir Henry, as The Master, 

Long may our country boast." 
Whoohoop ! ! 




April, 1893. 

'Tis when the summer slowly dies, 

In short'ning days, 'neath dark'ning skies, 

When Nature tells that time is near 

That brings us to the closing year, 

Then is the season most lament. 

The " winter of their discontent." 

Strange, then, that at this vernal hour. 

When every tree and every flower 

And myriad forms of life rejoice. 

And birds with one consentient voice 

Pour forth an animated lay, 

And Nature all around is gay, 

Strange, then, our hearts with grief oppressed, 


Heave sighs that will not be suppressed. 

To us tell a discordant tale 

The sweetest notes of nightingale, 

And every leaf on trees we pass, 

And every tender blade of grass 

Remind us by the green they bear, 

Where is the Gveen we weep for, where ? 

Could you but stay, though every hour 
We yearn to see you back in power, 
Like umpire at your fav'rite game. 
To settle some perplexing claim, 
Aid the Committee in the field 
By the great influence you wield, 
Or calm the farmer's troubled mind. 
Who knows that he can trust you blind ; 
But now the latest run is scored. 
Called the last " over," on the board 
The final figures are exposed. 
The bails are off, the innings closed ! 

From Ashdon Mill to Swallow's Cross 
All mourn a universal loss ; 
In Braintree the sad news relate, 
Newman and Fry disconsolate. 
With bated breath Joe Borwick tells 
The mournful news at Woodford Wells ; 
On Hatfield Heath one shakes his head, 
The gilt is off the gingerbread ; 
Another strokes his long white beard, 
On Kelvedon Common he is heard 
Repeat a sermon from the text — 
" Why, O my soul, so sorely vexed ? " 


From where our County Member's home 
Looks down on Roden's yellow foam, 
To where stands hard by Els'nham Hall, 
A ' " County Member " in his stall, 
On Epping plain, in Potter Street, 
Where Wid and Can with Chelmer meet. 
Where Easton's verdant park extends, 
Where the high tapering spire lends 
A charm to Stortford's busy mart, 
One sorrow touches every heart. 
Farmer and hind one grief assails. 
Peasant and Peer alike bewails. 
The rich, the poor, all, all complain, 
" Would we could see him back again ! " 

Oh ! think how, when late in the day. 
Hounds, disappointed, turned away, 
On weary roads their feet to press. 
From wastes of woodland tenantless. 
When dwindled to a little band 
The following under your command. 
Oh ! think how then the magic word 
Our quick'ning pulses thrilled and stirred 
" Loftie, there's yet an hour to dark," 
" May I tell Bailey, Latton Park ? " 

In every sportsman's heart and mind 
The name of Arkwright is enshrined. 
Worthy his sire and grandsire's fame. 
He puts to everlasting shame 
Those covert owners who delight 
To follow fox in headlong flight 

Sir Walter Gilbey's celebrated Hackney Sire. 


From some not too near neighbour's gorse ; 
While in thciv woods without remorse 
Sir Velveteens — takes precious care 
No vixen lays up litter there ! 

His wreath should fairer fingers twine 

To sound of loftier harp than mine ; 

Yet, if sometimes my straining steed 

Diana's' path to trace succeed, 

If sometimes smiling he rehearse 

A fragment from my feeble verse, 

Oh 1 let the latest words I write 

This prince of fox-preservers loudest praise recite. 

But hark ! to what blithe strain is set 
Cheerful^ and Melody's duet, 
And soon the echoing wood resounds 
With the full chorus of the hounds ; 
The fox their piercing notes arouse. 
To '^ boatman and his buxom spouse 
He tarries not to whisk his brush ; 
He hears an angry Tempest-s rush, 
On flight fixes his keenest wit, 
For Landlord's notice is to quit ; 
And when, impatient for the fray, 
We catch the welcome, " gone away ! " 

Horses fly fast ; a faster beat 
Our hearts with ecstacy repeat, 
As each essays to bear his part 
In the wild struggle for a start. 

' Mr. Arkwright's mare. 

- The names of the hounds are printed in heavier type throughout ; I must 
ask Mr. Green's kind permission to have a tia'xed -pack out on this occasion. 
'' One of Mr. Arkwright's gamekeepers. 



But sta)' ! why strive the place to fill 
Of Beckford or of Somerville ? 
Better our leisure to engage 
In study of their glowing page, 
Where with a master hand they trace 
A detailed picture of the chase. 

Yet let me, for a little while, 
My soul with memories beguile, 
And fancy aid me in the task, 
And help my halting verse to ask, 
As onward sweeps the cavalcade, 
What actors in this drama played ? 

" Hark ! forward ! forward on ! " screams Jack, 

As Foreman heads the flying pack ; 

On ! on ! through Parndon Woods they race. 

And Vanguard leads them in the chase ; 

And, while we watch them from the brow, 

A Tyrant rules, a Despot now. 

Gamester makes play, and Fearless flings, 

Tribute has borrowed Fairy's wings, 

Till, passing by the Belvoir tan, 

Bailey notes Driver in the van. 

Past Pinnacles they forge ahead ; 

" Running like mad ! " cries cousin Fred ; 

So stout a fox treats with disdain 

The thought of safety in a drain. 

Straight as an arrow, like a bird. 
Such similes I've somewhere heard. 
No fitter language to portray 
How Seymour shows us all the way. 


Far from where courteous or irate, 
Jostle the crowd in gap or gate, 
Still with the leading hound in sight 
Barnes rides a little left or right. 

How often, if our horse " refuse," 

The prophet Balaam's words we use. 

" Had I a sword," in wrath we say, 

" That sword this stubborn beast should slay. 

A simpler remedy I give 

The deadly blade's comparative : 

My counsel in such case to all, 

" Send him to school at Tawney ' Hall." 

O'er twisted binder, tangled weed, 
Here lightly hops Jack Felly's steed ; 
Gerald no option grants his horse. 
Stern vetoes every other course, 
Yet one full license freely gives, 
To jump and gallop while he lives. 

Two riders next to meet our eye, 
Brethren in peaceful rivalry. 
They both a gaudy garb refuse. 
Horses of selfsame colour choose ; 
Yet, if compared, each brother's steed, 
For breeding, beauty, strength and speed, 
Willie will grant without a qualm. 
The flying Duchess''' bears the palm. 

Here, gently swinging back a gate. 
Ponders the Sheriff Designate, 
How many stone could Midshipmite, 

' The Residence of Mr. Harry Sworder. 
■ Mr. George Sewell's mare. 


Concede to dear old Parasite ; 

Yet why a match should he desire, 

We've Flint and Steel, what more require ? 

High Price, 'tis plain, must ha\e a fall ; 
No ghastly fence can Jones appal ; 
May Heaven itself his neck defend. 
My trusty Councillor and friend ! 
Long Collin, with a beaming face, 
Nor draws his rein, nor picks his place ; 
Hill tops the timber, he can count 
Artemidorus ' a grand mount : 
With what a prospect may he base 
High hopes on his next steeplechase ! 
And when t'wards Roydon Park we bend. 
And Hertford's smiling plains extend, 
The gallant grey - chafes at his rein. 
Thinking he's close at home again. 
While on the breezes, faintly borne, 
Ted dreams his beauties'* hear tlie horn. 

Stay ! stay ! hark to yon warning loud, 
Restraining the too eager crowd, 
As hounds a moment pause in doubt, 
The next, range busily about, 
With curious nose and waving stern 
Trace out their quarry's sudden turn ! 

' Mr. R. Hill's horse. 

- Mr. Howard F'owlei-'s horse. 

' Mr. Edward Barclay's harriers. 




Now, hold 1 I pray you, Jim or Jack ! 

Urge not too soon the spreading pack. 

Let Pirate rove, let Striver try, 

Let Freeman hunt at liberty ; 

No sounding flail, no threatening rate 

Scare Modesty or Delicate ; 

Leave Beauty to her own sweet will, 

Let Diligent with Patience still, 

And Wisdom search, let Trespass stray, 

Gaylass and Wanderer have their way. 

Alas ! they range the field in vain, 
Yon flock have left a deadly stain ; 
Tlie huntsman each appealing eye 
Invokes to solve the mystery. 

Quick as a thought, like lightning's speed, 

He drives the rowels in his steed, 

Utters one cheer, emits one blast. 

Full gallop makes a forward cast. 

It may not be ; hounds give no sign, 

Silent they follow Bailey's line. 

" No fox would dare to cross that vale." 

" He's back," quoth Quare, " upon his trail. 

And see, a hound still running mute, 
See Darter up that furrow shoot ! — 
Hold, eager horsemen ! still untaught 
That pressing hounds must spoil your sport 
One moment, till they're on the scent 1 
Watch them, with wavering intent 
Scarcely a Doubtful note endorse. 
But when that other speaks, of course 
All score to cry in glad surprise. 


Trueman, they know, can tell no lies. 
Now Pageant shows upon the scene, 
Lawyer and Medlar intervene. 
Close handy little Barmaid waits. 
Gossip her wondrous tale relates, 
How Tuneful, Sonnet, Truelove, sings ! 
With Ranter's voice the welkin rings, 
Till over Nazing, bending south, 
The music swells from every mouth. 

But come, oh come, ye heavenly Nine, 
Come, aid this lowly lay of mine ! 
How shall I tune this falt'ring lyre, 
So faintly burns my youthful fire ? 
With gathering years, and tresses grey. 
Such theme unequal to essay. 
How not provoke some gallant's jibe, 
Daring our Amazons describe ? 

To her the place of honour yield. 

Whose gracious smile adorns our field, 

Who not unmindful of her Guild,' 

To thread her way 'cross countr\- skilled. 

Cuts out the work for man)- a mile, 

A pattern in the smartest style ; 

Her high-bred chestnut, proud so fair 

A burden on his back to bear. 

Rules with light touch and gentle hand 

The loveliest lady in the land. 

That she should dwell in neighb'ring shire, 
Essex with envy nmst inspire, 
Whose generous openhanded lord 
Scorning to heap a useless hoard. 


Lady Brooke's Needlework Guild. 

0/ ■ 


Looses liis purse-strings in support 
Of Essex Hounds and Essex sport, 
Nor yet the greater boon denies, 
But when the fox his fastest flies, 
Grants us to see his lady's face 
Among the foremost in the chase. 

Like graceful ships upon the sea, 
That spread their canvas, fair and free. 
And speed responsive to the gale, 
When meaner craft must shorten sail, 
So when we feel the warning throb, 
When vexed our ear with choking sob, 
Onward o'er ditches deep and wide, 
Onward o'er plough and pasture glide 
Fair riders, without fuss or flash. 
From Bentley Mill and Harden Ash. 

Fain would I sing ; yet how set forth 
Her sprightly charms, her various worth ? 
Who many parts has played with ease, 
In none has ever failed to please ; 
Where songs resound, feet lightly glance, 
She leads the chorus and the dance, 
Nor with less aptitude to trace 
Each turn and tremor of the chase, 
Each incident can she recall, 
Say where the check, and how the fall ; 
No more, should she but deign to write, 
MacAdam durst his tales indite. 

Ye Muses nine, encourage me, 
While singing of our Graces three ; 
In every run they score, I'm told, 
They're often out, and always bold ; 


May I let slip ? — say, what a catch 
'Twould be with such to make a match : 
(Fie ! Elder, fie ! how wrong ! how wicked ! 
To pun upon the game of cricket !) 

si: * '^i ':■■ 

By this the pace has told its tale, 

The stoutest steeds begin to fail, 

With such deep ground, so holding scent. 

The greatest gluttons cry content. 

Abr'am' among the faithful few, 
Waters and Waltham wait on you, 
As still your lab'ring beast you urge, 
When hounds from Cobbin brook emerge, 
Till pausing at some gaping drain. 
Obedient to your tight'ning rein, 
Although he safe his burden bears, 
The Priest- had almost said his prayers. 

The day will come, when our Q.C., 
With awe and wonder, we shall see. 
Seated in glory near the Strand, 
Among the judges of the land — 
Omen of coming greatness meet, 
We see him landed on his seat. 
Splashed head to foot, his scarf awry, 
Is this our nattj- Secret'ry ? 
And many a gallant, who at morn 
Came forth in raiment bright, 
On capering courser proudly borne, 
Behold him ! now, at night, 

' Abraham, Mr. " Rix " Caldwcirs horse. 
- Mr. Green s horse. 


Vainly press on his weary mount, 

Hat bent and broken past account, 

In a most piteous plight ! 

With bleeding visage, scarred by thorn 

All mud and sweat, his breeches torn, 

A truly sorry sight ! 

How welcome, when in such a mess, 

To every sportsman in distress. 

The Admiral's signal, " Steer to port," 

(Or Gingerbrandy some report.) 

Ah ! who survive of the old crew ? 
Dear brother Ned can scarce pursue ! 
Hans,' haben Sic genug gehabt ? 
My Snowstorm - blows and stops abrupt, 
And Yerburgh thinks how cunning he 
To post his second horse at three ; 
Yet, when to fence that horse demurred, 
He almost wished he had a third ! 

Smiling, yet anxious, Johnny Sands, 
Where we may hope to end demands. 
Will Randolph run to the Transvaal, 
Or what far country. Prodigal ? 
Lead Phcenix, Waverley by turns. 
Great Scot ! it is the land of Burns." 
He's beat ! he scarce can crawl, I swear ! 
Hear Ernest Ridley loud declare ; 
And, as hounds stream across the park. 
Thinks Jim, the Forest is his mark. 
Ne'er shall he reach its depths, I'll bet 
His mask shall grace my saddle yet. 

Mr. Frank Ball sometimes recites the poem of Hans Breitmann. 
The Author's horse. 
' Copt Hall, in the occupation of Walter Burns, Esq. 


Fast flies he forward, or at least 
As fast as he can urge his beast, 
Straight for the bord'ring ride he makes, 
His thong's sharp crack its echoes wakes ; 
The hst'ning fox catches the sounds. 
Turns back on the pursuing hounds ; 
One final twist ! one struggle more ! 
His race is run ! his day is o'er ! 
Old Grappler has him by the brush ! 
His vitals feel a Fury's tush ! 
He fights his foes with latest breath. 
Brave beast ! ' unconquered e'en in death ! 

Enough ! why tediously prolong 
The numbers of this simple song ? 
Would it were worthier to express 
JMy deep abiding thankfulness. 
My gratitude to you reveal, 
The sense of all I think and feel ! 
Deep graved upon my inmost heart, 
Ne'er shall that grateful sense depart. 
But tell how in my darkest day, 
When sore beset on life's rough way. 
Your gentle smile, your kind blue eye, 
Revived me in my misery. 

Past are those happy Sabbath days. 
When gathered round the cheerful blaze. 
We sipped the tea, and told the tale, 
'Neath that snug roof at Coopersale, 


' If this should seem an unsportsmanlike ending to a run, it must be 
remembered that Epping Forest is full of holes, into which a beaten fox might 
creep, so that Jim's action is nothing more than riding forward to prevent the 
fo.\ getting to ground close in front of hounds ; moreover, in the run from which 
the idea is taken, the fox made use of other opportunities, escaped via Epping, 
and was eventually killed near Harlow Park. 


How this one funked and that one fell, 
How some went home and some went well ; 
Who smiled on who ; whose latest joke 
Had made us laugh enough to choke ; 
Who was that stranger ; and, ah ! who 
The girl who nearly jumped on you. 

Say by what grace of gentle mind, 
What sense of sympathy refined, 
Or what sweet influence your wife 
Will aid you in a London life ? 

Will Crawley, lapsed from nobler state. 
Attend the sales at Albert Gate ? 
And idly lounge about the Row, 
Watching the riders come and go ? 
Or wander aimless in the street, 
Until some pictured sporting feat 
Airest his eye, and make him stop. 
Long pond'ring, outside Fores's shop ? 

Oh ! in that hour, when none intrude. 
How will you cheer your Solitude ? 
Your Pastime lost, your Passion gone. 
Left only grey old Wellington,' 
Methinks that, e'en his glassy eye 
In that sad hour will scarce be dry ! 

Translated to " another place," 

Sir Henry, Baron Rookwood's face, 

Not its mere counterfeit displayed 

' Mr. Green has the head of Wellington stuffed. 



By limner's cunning art ' portrayed, 
But, mustering at the merry meet, 
Still may we sometimes hope to greet. 

Old Conyers long has gone to ground 
Those lovers of the horse and hound. 
Father and son, the Arkwrights sleep 
A slumber so profound and deep, 
They will not hear the blast of horn 
Till roused on Resurrection morn. 

But you ! in manhood's golden prime, 

Not by the cruel liand of time. 

Nor duties of the State removed 

From all who loved you, all you loved ! 

Dear Charlie ! this our earnest prayer. 

Our sport with you once more to share ; 

While memory shall keep ever green, 

The thought of all we've lost, the glories that have been 

Lord Rookwood, Mr. Conyers, and Messrs. .'Xrkuri.sihl were former .Masters 
of the Esse.\ Hounds. The first has had his portrait presented to him. 


Accidents : Arkwright, Mr. L., 152 ; Bniley, 204, 207, 208 ; 

Foster, Mr. H., 246; Trollo|ie, Mr. A., 162. 
Advantages of foxhunting, 103. 
Agricultural depression, 28, 203, 2ig. 
Alarm of poison, 209. 

Annual meetings, 60, 134, 139, 172, 174, 176, 1S5, 203. 
Arkwright family, II ; Arkwright, -Mr. K. , buys Mark Hall, 

Attendance at meets, 137. 
Award as to Takeley Forest, 345-347. 

BOL'.NDARIES of Essex country, 2, 3 ; Essex Union country, 

Brooks in Essex, 6. 
Broomfield kennel, the, 46. 

"C. C'Club, the, 139. 

Cambridgeshire hounds under Mr. Ul-hu and Gen. Barnell,47. 

Chaplains of the Essex hunt, the, 224. 

Charlton hunt, the, 34. 

Chelmer, River, 3, 154. 

Chelmsford, 2 ; Junction of three hunts at, 4. 

Chimney, fox in a, 173. 

City of London Tavern, meetings at, 60. 

Clashing of packs in Essex, 33 ; in Sussex, 34. 

Club, formation of Essex Hunt, 245 : the "C. C," 139. 

Common Hunt, office of, 314. 

Connaught, Duke of, and his hunting whip, 27S; hums with Union, 278 ; Blooded, 278. 
Correspondence between Mr. H. J. Conyers and Mr. R. 

Marriott, 341-344. 
Country scats in Essex Hunt (and see "Country seats" 

iit/ra), 7. 
Coverts, principal, in Essex Hunt, 15 et seij. ; in Essex Union 

hunt, 2S5 et seq. [atid see " Coverts'' infra). 
Cricket match between the Puckeridge and Essex Hunts, 

Crows Heath Kennels, the, 269. 
Cup presented to Mr. B. B. Quare, 228, 229. 

Danuury coverts, good run from, 290; kennels, the, 268; 

built by Mr. C. C. Parker, 271. 
Deer in Epping Forest, 30S el sey. 
Dengie Hundred, the, 287. 
Dispute between East Essex and Essex Union, 302 ; between 

the Rev. F. Fane and the Rev. J. Arkwright, 130. 
Ditches, Roothing, 24 ; described by Col. Cook, 24 ; 

" Root," 24, 25. 
Down Hall library foxes, 135. 
Driving instead of riding to hounds, 107, I53- 
Duke of Wellington's high opinion of fox-hunting, the, 103. 

Early Essex Hunt Races 60 ; early start, an, 173. 

Epitaphs on horses, 114. 

Epping Forest, stag hunting in, 308 et seq. 

Essex Hunt Annual Meetings (see "Annual Meetings.") 

Essex Country, the, i et set]. ; railway lines in, I ; former 
extent of, 24 ; boundaries of, 2, 3 ; Col. Cook on, 59. 

Essex, early hunting in, 30 et seq. ; Essex experiences, Mr. 
White's, 230; Essex "field" reviewed, the, 219; Essex 
Hunt Button worn by Lady Warwick and Waters (Mrs.), 
134; Essex Hunt, Friday Country, 20; how hunted, 
15 ; Essex Hunt, Monday Country, 15 ; foxes scarce in 
some parts, 2, 17 ; Essex Hunt, origin of, 52 ; Wednesday 
Country, 17; Northern limits of, 219; Saturday Country, 
21 ; Essex Hunt Club and Committee, the, 177 ; Essex 
Hunt Club formed, 177, 245 ; Essex Hunt Club, inaugural 
dinner, 179 ; Essex Hunt Club Secretaries, the, 178, 179 ; 
Essex Hunt Club "Thirty guinea rule," the, 179, 203; 
Essex Hunt Rates at Rundells, 232, 265; abandoned 
on account of death of Mr. Foster, 252 ; proposed 
abandonment of, 264 ; Essex Hunt Races, early, 232 ; 
East Essex and Essex Hunts combined, 255; Essex 
Hunt Races, hunt servants ride the master's horses, 244 : 
hunt servants give up riding at, 256 ; luncheons at, 
25S ; Prince of Wales's horse runs at, 261 ; Essex Hunt 
Club Private, first called the, 250; Essex 
Hunt Private Steeplech.ases, name changed from, 250: 



registered in the Racing Calendar, 244 ; Essex Subscrip- 
tion fox hounds, 46 ; Essex East Country, early history 
of, 300-1 ; early AI.F.H.'s in, 29S ; Essex (East) Hunt, 
298 ; founder of, 298-9 ; Essex (South), formed from Lord 
Petre's country, the, 271 ; Essex Union country described, 

Farmers' Benevolent Association, the, 223. 
" Flying the banks " (Mr. Neave), 322. 

Gai.i.eywood Common, Races on, 232. 
" Gelert " on Mr. C. Newman, 299. 

Hard riders, a lesson to, 136. 

Harlow Bush Rooms, 39. 

Herts and Essex hounds, 306. 

Horse case, Mr. H. G. Greaves witness in a, 117 ; horses, 

epitaphs on, 114. 
Houblon family, the, 10. 
Hound-van, the, 112. 
Hunting family, an old, 226. 

" Invincibles," the, 33, 34. 

James I.'s staghunting in Epping Forest, 310. 
James H., staghunting, 311. 

Kennels, Mr. Conyers's, 4 ; Essex, 5, 125 ; Loid Petre's, 
26S ; Essex Union and South Essex, 269, 271, 272, 274, 
277, 293 ; Puckeridge built, 306 ; Essex supervised by 
Jlr. L. Arkwright, 167 ; slag hounds, 315. 

King William Inii, 22, 136, 189. 

Ladies in the field, 210. 

Lady rider and Mr. Green, the, 212. 

Leicestershire experience, 324. 

Lesson to hard riders, a, 136. 

Letter (satirical) by the Rev. F. Fane, 126. 

London contingent, the, 139, 140, 141. 

Maynard, 2nd Visct., a fox preserver, 8. 
Mucking Kennels, the, 269. 

Country Seals : — 

Belhus, 274, 278, 284, 289 ; Bishop's Hall, 7, 12, 16, 198, 

Coopersale House, 35 : Copt Hall, 4, 5, 7, 8, 80, 108, iSo, 

189, 207, 313. 
Dagnam, 17, 162, 225 ; Down Hall, 7, 12, 19, 135, 151, 

166, 171, 172, 179, 1S3, 1S4, 187, 188, 204, 208, 209, 221. 
Easton, 6, 7, S, 81, 175, 205, 220. 
Forest Hall, 7, 13, 21. 

Gaynes Park, 15, 16, 156, 207, 221 ; Gilston Park, 215. 
Tiallingbury, 7, lo, 220. 

Langleys, 7, 13, 14, 81, 206, 344 ; Liston Park, S3. 

Mark Hall, 7, II, 38, I2j, 146, 207, 217 ; Moor Hall, 

18, 151, 166, 193, 195; Myless, 17, no, 116, 129. 
Skreens, 7, 13, 14, 21, 95, 135, 202, 219, 294, 311 ; 

Slubbers, 44, 285 ; Slurmer Hall, 69. 
Tendring Hall, 30, 31, 43 ; Thorndon Hall, 268. 
Wanstead House, 71 ; Warlies, 17, 221. 

Coverts. — 

Blackmore Highwoods, 15, 116, 183, 200, 201, 204, 209, 270, 
294; Boxted, 5, 342; Brick-kilns, 19, 57,93. "34. '54. 

Canes Wood, 18, 134, 135, 189 ; Canfield Hart, 26, 42, 72, 

107, 139, 187, iSS, 202, 208; Curtis Mill Green, 16, 17, 

142, 155, 20S, 209. 
Dunniow Highwoods, 20, 93. 
Epping Forest, 15, 152, 157, 181, 193, 207, 216, 30S, ct 

Foxes, 5, 20, 342 ; Garnetis, 26, 157, 355. 
Grand Courts, 4, 71, 341, 342 ; Hadleigh Wood, 290. 
Haiuault Forest, 143 ; Harlow Park, 18, 41, 127, 134, 173, 

206, 207, 216 : Hempstead, 20, 82, 15S, 344. 

Latlon Park, 18, 42, 108, 134, 173, 175, 182, 185, 207, 
212, 365; Leaden Wood, 22, 56, 295; Lion Hall, 4, 
146, 344; Lord's Wood, 22, 82, 84, 154, 171, 200; 
Loughton Shaws, 16, 198; Lubberhedges, 20, 165, 175, 
184, 186. 

Man Wood, 19, 42, 57, 82, 93, 134, 154, 204, 229, 355 ; 
Moulsham Thrift, 4, 270. 

Norscy Wood, 271, 290; Norwood, 19, 154, 156. 

Old Park, 26, 56, 72, 73, 154 ; Ongar Park, 15, 19, 93, 141, 

207, 210. 

Panfield Hall, 4, 342, 344. 

Parndon Woods, 18, 174, 187, 206, 367. 

Row Wood, 19, 57, 93, 126, 134, 151, 154, 200, 205, 207. 

355 ; Roydon Park, 18, 41. 
Spains, 20 

Takeley Forest, 3, 19, 56, 77, 156, 159, 200, 207, 345. 
Witney Wood, 13, 57, 72, 82, 155, 173, 205. 

Hunt Servants— 

Bailey, James, i68, 169, 170, 171, 195, 204, 207, 209, 211, 
217, 279; Barwick, Chas., 125, 126, 134; Benlley, 277, 
278; Berkshire, Dan, 112, 116; Catch, 39; Cole, Jack, 55, 
73, 82, 83; Collar, J., 328; Cockayne, J., 206,208; Cornell, 
Meshech, 269, 299, 300 ; Crane, Will, 65 ; Crawley, 169, 
170, 212; Cross, 272 ; Dean, Wm., 317; Dent, J., 147; 
Dobson, S., 149, 150, 151, 153, 154, 167; Fairbrother, 
Richard, 44, 46, 2S5 ; Firr, F., 169; Firr, Tom, 169; God- 
dard,2S4; Good.'ll,F., 168; Hills, Jem, 118,119; Hort, 
269; Jennings, Pen, 51 ; Jones, William, 39, 40, 41 ; 
Litileworth, C, 169; Long, Nimrod, 275: Long, Will, 
275 ; iMorgan, Jem, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 92, 96, 230, 271 ; 
Morgan, Ben, 75, 79 ; Morgan, Goddard, 75, 78 ; Morgan, 
Jack, 79 ; Morgan, Tom, 79 ; Orbell, George, 86, 323 ; 
Orvis, Will, 79, 92, 94, 95, 96, 107, 109 ; Parker, Jack, 



76; Rcie, George, 280, 283; Ransom, 274; Rees, Harry, 
274,275, 277; Roots, Joe, 269, 326, 327; Rose, Tom, 
32; Sliepherd, C, 125, 272, 274, 275; Shore, 169; 
Sorrell, 272; Slevens, Jack, 2S5 ; Stevens, John, 2S5 ; 
TreaiKvell, Jno., 112, 113, 115, It6, iig, 120, 121, 122; 
Tyler, John, 41 ; Wells, Geo., 119; Wilkinson, |ohn, 41 ; 
Wilson, T., 125, 134, 140, 147, 296; Yeo, Dick, 159, 279, 

Masters of Hounds. — 

.-Anglesey, Marquis of, 147 ; .-Vnson, Viscount, 37 ; Archer, 
.Mr. John, 35, y>, 37, 40: .\rkwright, Rev. J., n, 2t, 27, 
85, 113, 116, I2j, 124, 125, 126, 127, 130, i3r, 132, 134, 

"J5. 136. Ij7, 13S, 139. 140, 14', 144. 145. >94, 323 ; 
Arkwright, .Mr. L., II, 15, 20, 22, 124, 145, 146, 147, 
149, 150, 151, 152, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 158, 159, 
214 ; .Arkwright, Mr. L. J. W., 194, 204 ; .-Vrkwright, Mr. 
R. (the Oakley), 157; .A.shton, .\Ir., 283,296; .-Vtkins, 
Mr. .M., 120 ; Barclay, Mr. E., 340 ; Barker, Mr. F., 
327 ; Barnett, General, 47 ; Bayly, Mr. II., 151 ; 
Beaufort, Duke of, 275; Beckford, 30, 46; Bentinck, 
Lord Hy. (Burton), 125; Bisset, Mr. F., 107; Bowlby, 
Mr. E. S., 84, 213, 215 ; Brewett, .Mr., 269 ; Broke, 
Lord W. de, 20S, 220; Buccleuch, the Duke of, 169: 
Bullock, Col., 65, 303; Burgh, Mr. de, 9; Butler, Mr. 
Thomas, 54; Button, Mr. A., 272, 273,274; Calvert, Mr., 
304; Canning, Mr., 31. 32, 29S ; Carnegy, Capt., 280, 
293 ; Coke, Mr. Thomas William (sec also Earl of Leicester), 
II, 32, 37. 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 48 ; Colvin, .Mr. Beale, 18, 
85, 94. 195, 221, 301 ; Conyers, Mr. Henry John, 4, 5, 7, 9, 
13, 15, 21, 47, 51, 52, 53, 66, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 
79, 80, 8i, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 91, 92, 94, 96, 
216, 325 ; Cook, Col. John, 8, 10, II, 21, 24, 25, 26, 33, 
34, 49. 53. 54. 55. 58. 59. 60, 61, 63, 67, 68, 70, 71, 72, 
73; Coope, .Mr. E. J., 301; Corbet, Mr., 64; Cox, 
Mr. .\. [see Button) ; Craven, Lord, 41 ; Crooks, J., 
323, 326 ; Dacre, Lord, 22 ; Dalzell, Mr., 306 ; Denn or 
Denne, Mr., 47 ; Denn, Sir George, 84; Drake, Mr., 
150; Uuffield, Mr. T , 120; Farquhatson, .Mr., 51, 112; 
Gosling, Mr., 3o5 ; Grafton, Duke of, 32, 36, 44 ; 
Graham, Sir Bellingham, 37 ; Greaves, Mr. Henley, 
4, 5, 21, 49; Green, Mr. C. E., 20, 49, 81, 188; 
Grimslon, Mr. W,, 301 ; Hanbury, .Mr., 65, 66, 306 ; 
H.astings, Marquis of (Quorn), 147; Hornby, Col., 284; 
Houblon, Mr. John .\rcher, 8, 9, 10, 11, 19, 37, 38, 6f, 
71, 72, 306 ; Ibbetson, Sir Henry Sehvin (see Rookwood, 
Lord) ; Kemble, Commander, 282, 283, 296 ; Lennard, 
Sir T. B., 254, 274, 328 ; Leconfield, Lord, 275 ; Leices- 
ter, Earl of {, Mr. Thos. Wm.), 11, 37; 
Lonsdale, Lord, 78, 79, 220 ; Lowndes, Mr. S. .Selby, 
163; Lucy, Mr. S., 118 ; Marriott, Mr. R., 4, 300, 301 ; 
Maynard, Lord, 323; .Mellish, .Mr. Jos., 315; Mellisli, 
Mr. Wm., 316 ; Neave, Mr. Sheffield, 6, 82, 83, 85, 87, 
28S, 302, 304, 322, 324, 325, 329; Ne.ave, .Mr. S. H. .M., 
33'. 332. 334, 335 ; Newman, .Mr. Charles, 4, 42, 48, 66, 
298, 299, 301, 302, 303 ; Newman, Mr. Harding, 32, 43, 

44, 46, 47, 48, 52, 285 ; Nicoll, Mr. Samuel, 67 ; Nunn, 
.Mr. C, 302; Offin, Mr., 274, 277, 278, 279, 292; 
Osbaldeston, Mr., 2S5, 299; Parker, Mr. J., 327; I'arry, 
fvli-. N., 150, 277, 304, 306; Panton, .Mr. Thomas, 54, 
305 ; Parker, .■Kdmiral, 2Sd ; Parker, .Mr. J., 327; Payne, 
Mr. J., 302, 304 ; Peire, Lord, 15, 28, 66, 85, 94, 268 et 
seq., 273, 277, 2S4, 287, 306, 326 ; Petre, Hon. F., 288, 
320, 327; Petre, Hon. H., 327; Portman, Lord, 169; 
Portsmouth, Lord, 169; Powlell-Powlett, Mr., 55; Rad- 
cliffe, .Mr. Delme, 197 ; Richmond, Duke of, 34 ; Rook- 
wood, Lord, 12, 19, 25, 92, 2ig, 221, 239; Roots, 327 ; 
Rosslyn, Lord, 150, 220; Roundings, 48 cV .t^i/. ; Rowley, 
Sir William, 30, 31,41, 43; Ruggles-Bris?, Mr. .\., 301 ; 
Rassell, Mr. William, 44, 285; Saich, Capt., 44, 29S ; 
Salisbury, Lady, 41 ; Sebiight, .Mr., 197 ; Scratton, Mr., 
78, 271, 272, 274, 276, 284, 290, 302; Sharp, Col. Jelf, 
301; Sherborne, L')rd, 37, 38; Slingsby, Sir C, 109; 
Smith, Mr. Assheton, So, 107 ; Stamford, Lord (the 
(^uorn), 116, 119, 120; Surridge, Mr. North, 44, 326: 
Sykes, Sir Sutton, 79; Tailby, .Mr. W. W., 168; Thomson, 
Capt. A., 150; Thornton, Col., 35; Tilney, Earl, 315; 
Tufnell, Mr., 32, 290, 323, 327 ; Vernon, Lord, 62; 
Vigne, Mr. H., 337 et seq. \ Ward, Mr., 259, 290, 304; 
Warde, .Mr. fohn, 63, 106; Watlington, Mr. P., 145, 
223; WeIfitt,"Col. (Ruftord), 150; Wellesley, Mr. T. L., 
319; White, Mr. W. H., 279, 2S0, 293; Wilson, Mr., 
54, 85; Wilson, Capt., 298: Wolverton, Lord, 327; 
Wonibuell, Sir Geo., 109; Wroughton, .Mr., 296 ; Yar- 
borough. Lord, 29, 275. 

.Miscella neotts — 

.\dams,, 81 ; .VImack, Mr, 20; Andover, Lord, 37 ; 
.\rchcr, Lady M., 36; Aikwright, Mr. Richard, U; 
" .'\rundel," 304. 

Bagol, Mr. H., 257; Balfour, Mr., 323 ; Ball, Mr. R. C, 
174, 176; Barnes, Mr. P., 225; Barnes, Mrs. P., 16,220; 
Beadel, .Mr., 223; Benyon, .Mr.. 284; Bcresford, Lord C,., 
220; Bevan, Mr. R. C. L., 196, 197, 225, 226; Bevan, 
.Mr. R. L., 196, 225; Bevan, .Mr. R. Y., 196,225; Bevan, 
Lady A., 196; Blyth, .Mr. II., n, 227, 335; lilylh, Sir 
Jas., 227; Boards, .Mr. E., 140, 232, 233; Borwick, Mr. 
J., 225 ; Box, .Messrs., 84 ; Brindle, Mr., 335 ; Bullock, 
Mr., 273, 303 ; Hunter, Mr., 292 ; Bramslon, Rev. John, 
13, 14 ; Bramslon, .Mr. Thomas Henry, 14 ; Bramston, 
Mr. Gardiner, 14, 80, 81 ; Bramston, Mr. 
Thomas William, 14, 96 ; Braybrooke, Lord, 33 ; 
Brooke, Lord, 184 ; Brooke, Lady, 210 ; Bruce, Capt. 
D., 224; Burgoyne, Col. Montague, 11, 38, 39; Bux- 
ton, Mr. G., 221; Buston, Sir T. F., 17, 221, 329; 
Buxton, Mr. C, 329. 

Calcraft, Major, 69; Caldecott, .Mr. E., 226 ; Calvert, Mr. 
F., 304 ; Campbell, .Mr., 84 ; Carlingford, Lord, 16, 17 ; 
Carr, .Messrs., 23! ; Carter ; Major .\. H., 224 ; Carter, 
-Mrs., 224 ; Cary, 321 ; Cassidy, Jem., 139, 232, 233, 



323; Caton, Mr., 211; Chafy, Mr. VV., 112; Chand- 
lers, Mr. J., 323 ; Chapman, 8 ; Christy, Messrs., 25, 
28, 223, 328, 334 ; Clarendon, Lady, 220 ; Coke, Sir 
Edward, 37 ; Collin, Mr. Chaffey, 217 ; Colvin, Lady 
G., 221 ; Connaught, Duke of, 278 ; Conyers, Senr., 
Mr., 7, 8; Courage, .Mr. E., 293, 32S ; Cox, Capt., 273; 
Cox, "Parson," 300; Crocker, Mr. W., 227; Crocker, 
Mrs. W., 227; Cruikshank, George, 50; Cure, Major 
George Capel, 15, 19; Cure, Rev. L. C, 224. 

Davis, Mr., 288 ; Dawson, Mr. Jas., 226 ; Dawson, Mr. 
G. H.,226; Deacon, Mr. A., 327; Davidson, Mr. M., 
295 ; Ducane, Mr. C, 327. 

Earle, Mr., 9; Edwards, Mr. A. J., iS, 221 ; Egan, Pierce, 
49 ; Egerlon, General, 32 ; Elder, Mr. H. H., 138, 147 ; 
Eldon, Lord, 54 ; Ellis, Mr. E., 227 ; Essex, Earl of, 20 ; 
Exeter, Lord, 140. 

Fane, 17 ; Fane, The Rev. F., 130, 147, 224, 323; Field- 
ing, Mr., 8; Foster, The Rev. Sir C, 253 ; Foster, Mr. 
H., 178, 179. 2or, 233, 234, 236, 252, 253, 256 ; Fowler, 
Mr. H., 188, 227 ; Froissart, 27 ; Fry, Mr., 223. 

Gilbey, Mr. Newman, 12, 226; Gilbey, Mr. T., 227; Gil- 
bey, Sir Walter, 227; Gold, Mr. Charles, M.P., 227; 
Gloucester, Duke of, 27 ; Green, Mr. F., 196 ; Green, Mr. 
(of Parndon), 223 ; Green, Mr. G., 193; Gurney, Mr. 
H., 329. 

Hall, Mr. C, 32S ; Hall, Mr. J., 140; Hammond, Mr. J., 
323; Hankey, Mr. A. A., 86, 323 ; Hargreaves, Mr. P., 
201 ; Harrington, Mr., 324; Harris, Henry, 79; Hart, 
Mr. G., 139, 221, 224, 233; Harting, Mr., 321; 
Haynes, 86; Headley, Lord, 286 ; Helme, Mr. E. T., 
226 ; Henniker, Sir Brydgts, 26 ; Heseltine, Mr. E., 226 ; 
Heseltine, Mrs. E., 226; Hill, Mr. J., 323; Hodgson, 
Mr. Thomas, 85 ; Hodgson, Mr. John, 85, 216 ; Hodg- 
son, Rev. Henry, 85 ; Holmes, 74, 75, 82; Hood, Tom, 
50; Horner, The Messrs., 224; Houblon, Lt.-Col. G. B. 
A., 220; lioublon. Miss A., 220; Howard, Col., 141, 
152, 162, 234, 236; Huddleston, Mr. Baron, 117 : Hull, 
Mr., 231. 

Ibbetson, Lady, 183 ; Ind, Mr., 279, 286. 

James L, 35, 310; James H., 7, 311, 312 ; Jones, Miss E., 
231 ; Jones, Mr. iL E., 231 ; "Jorrocks," Mr. John, 35; 
Judd, Rev. J., 323. 

Kemble, Mr. Thomas, 4, 283, 2S7 ; Kemp, Mr. Alfred, 
255, 256, 257, 258, 259; King, Mr., 223; Ivingscote, 
Capt., 323. 

Lawrence, Sir William, 90: Lennox, Lady A. G., 220; 
Lescher, Mr., 286; l.loyd, Mr., 75 ; Lloyd, Mr. H. E., 
230; Lockwood.Col. Mark, M.P., 12, 16, 221 ; Lockwood, 
Mr. Robert, 13; Lowndes, Mr. Selby, 278; Lushington, 
Mr. William, 38; Lyall, Mr. R. C, 227. 

Mackenzie, Mr. W. H.,6; Maitland, Rev. J. W., 16; 
Mann, Mr. T. J., 19; Marriott, Mr. H. R. G., 5, 300; 
Marriage, Mr., 328; Marsh, Mr. Chisenhale, 15, 221; 
Mashiter, Mr. T., 141, 323 ; Matthews, Mr. F. J., 22 ; 
Maynard, Lord, 9, 10; Maynard, Hon. Charles Henry 
(Col. Maynard), 9, 10,220; Mcintosh, Mrs., i5, 220; 
Milbank, Mr. G., 223; Mlldmay, Sir PL, 287; Morgan, 
the Misses, 226; Moore, George, 90, 91 . 

Neave, Capt. D., 288; Neave, Mr. E., 335; Neave, Sir 
Thomas, 17, 322; Nesbitt, Mr. John, 87 ; Newman, Mr., 
223; Newman, Mr. Caswell, 300; Nickalls, Mr. P., 234, 
236 ; " Ninirod," 64. 

Parker, Mr. Chris., 271, 287; Paton, Mr. Frank, 217; 
Peel, Misses, 230 ; Peel, Mr. A., 230 ; Pelly, Mr. J. G., 
225; PcUy, Mr. E., 230; Pelly, Mr. L., 231; Perry, 
Mr. ]., 193 ; Petre, Mr. A., 290 ; Phelips, Mr. Charles, iS ; 
Price, Mr. H. J., 231 ; Prince of Wales, 220, 261 ; Pringle, 
Mr. Hunter, 28 ; Prior, Mathew, 136. 

Quare, Mr. B. B., 87, 228; Quare, Mr. E., 227, 22S, 230; 
Quare, Mr. PL, 85, 159,228, 229; Quare, Mr. T. B., 85, 
228, 229. 

Raincock,Mr., 139,223; Raincock, Mrs., 139, 222 ; Rayleigh, 
Lord, 286; Reeve, The Bros., 137, 327; Keeve, Mr. J., 
137,138: Reeve, Mr. S., 147 ; Reynolds, .Miss, 93; Rhodes, 
Mr. R., 140; Ricardo, Capt., 224; Richard n.,27; Ric- 
hardson, Mr., 223; Ridley, Mr. T. D., 85 ; Ridley, Mr. C. 
E., 24, 28, 231 ; Ridley, Mr. J., 165 ; Roden, Lord, 19 ; 
Roffey, Mr. W. T., 231; Rose, Sir George, 53; Ros- 
ling, Mr. Edward, 28 ; Round, Mr. H;.,327 ; Rowley, Lady, 
31 ; Rush, Parson, 324 ; Russell, Mr. Champion, 2S5. 

Sands, Mr. J., 162, 205, 225 ; Savary, Capt. Tanzia, 17 : 
Scruby, Mr. J., 223, 234, 236 ; Sewell, Messrs., 225 ; 
Simms, " Parson," 323; Smijth, Sir William Bowyer, i5; 
Smdes, Dr., 90; Smith, Sir Charles Cunliffe, 16, 17, 210, 
221, 328, 332 ; Smith, Dr., 50 ; Soames, Mr., 327 ; Spit- 
ley, Major, 255 ; Stallibrass, Mr. Charles, 85 ; Stallibrass, 
Mr. James, 85, 165 ; Stallibrass, Mr. John, 85, 232, 233, 
325 ; Stane, Rev. B. , 13, 14, 323 ; Stanhope, Hon. Spencer, 
37; Start, Mr. C, 300; Steele, Mr. A. R., 227 ; Strutt, 
Col., 56; Surtees, Mr. A., 54 ; Surtees, Miss, 54; Suther- 
land, Duchess of, 220 ; Siiart, Mr. A., 225 ; Swiss, Mr. 
A. PL, 3; Sworder, Mr. A., 223. 

Tabor, Mr. J., 328; Tait, Maj., 225; Tail, Mrs., 225; 
Taltersall, Messrs., 64; Teck, Prince Adolphus, 220; 
Teck, Prince Francis, 220; Tippler, Mr. P., 243; Tod- 
hunter, Mr., 18, 229; Tower, "Parson" W., 323; 
Trollope, Mr. A., 159 e.' seij., 225, 329; Tufnell, Col. Nevill, 14, 28; Tufnell, .Mr. Jolilie, 85, 94: 
Turner, F. C, 300; Tyrrell, Sir John Tysscn, 85, 89; 
Tyrrell, Rev. C, 323. 

Usborne, Mr. T., M.P., 231, 328. 



Vickerman, Mr., 32S ; VenUice, 39; Vyse, Col., 323. 

Walmsley, >[r., 25S ; Waltham, Mr., 223; Ward, Mr. 
R. P., 215; Warwick, Earl of, 10; Warwick, Coun- 
tess of, 10, 20, 134, 179, 220, 323; Waters, Mr., 225; 
Waters, Mrs., 133, 147, 225 ; Webb, Tom, 323 ; Western, 
Lord, 303; White, Mr. Tyiuhle, 179, 230; White, .Mr. 
Thos., 300; Whilmore, Capt. D., 2S6; Whyte-Melville, 
200, 279; Wigram, Sir Koberl, II, 193, 194: Wilson, 
Sir Spsncer Slaryon, 26; Wilson, Rev. G. M., 224; 
Wilson, Mai. M., 224; Wolstenholme, D., S4 ; Wood, 
Gen. M., 32S ; Wood, Mnj.-Gen. M,, 12, 24, 234, 236, 
32S; Wood, Maj.-Gen. Sir E., V.C, 224; Wood, Rev. 
Sir J. P., 224; Wood, Mr. P., 328; Wood, .Mr. R., 
233, 234, 236, 253 ; Woodbridge, \Ir., 85, 85, 94 ; 
Wright, Mr., 17 ; Wright, John, 86 ; Wythes, Mr. Ernest 
J.. 16. 

Yerburgh, Mr., 18S, 225; Yorke, Hon. E. T., 197: Young, 
Arthur, 22,39; Young, Mr. C, 140; Young, .Mr. .S., 140. 

Towns and Villages : — 

Ashdon, 3. 

Bishops Stortford, 1, 3, 5 ; Brentwood, i, 5, 151, 206, 312, 
314; Broomfiekl, 43, 46, 55. 

Canfields, 2, 21, 26 ; Chelmsford, I, 4, 96, 152 : Col- 
chester, I, 6. 

Dunmow, I, 20, 21, 58, 82, 112, 113. 

Epping, 2, 40, 151, 195, 206, 225, 253, 259. 

Felstead, 3, 180, 182. 

Harlow, I, 5, 196, 226; Harlow Bush, 39, 139; Haverhill, 
3, 57, 218 ; Havering, 16, 27, 143, 1S9, 200, 220. 

Ilford, 3. 

Loughton, 2. 

Matching Green, 19, 134, 156, 1S2, 200, 227. 

Navestock, 16, 43 ; Nazing, 19. 

Ongar, 57, 91, 1 10, 1 14, 229, 261. 

Pleshey, 27, 187, 204, 209. 

Radwinter, 3 ; Roydon, 3, 227. 

Saffron Walden, 21, 33 ; Sawbridgeworth, 3. 

Thaxted, 3, 20, 140, 203, 211, 255. 

Wilham, 2, 30; Woodfor.l, 16, 32, 48, 155, 193, 225. 

Neutral Coverts, 4, 5. 

Newman, two masters of thi.s name, 43. 

Office of " Common Hunt," 314. 

Old hunting family, an, 226. 

Old sportsmen, 221, 228, 229; Old sportswomen, 222. 

Packs of Hounds mentioned: Archer's, .Mr., 35 ; .\ther- 
stone, the, 125; Badsworth, the, Hi; Barclay's Har- 
riers, Mr. Ed., 216, 227; Harnett's, General, 47; 
Balhurst's, Hon. L. J., 306; Belvoir, the, 158; 212; 

Bicester, the, 150; Billesdon, the, 168 ; Brocklesby, the, 
158; Burton, the, 125; Calvert's, Mr., 304, 305; Can- 
ning's, Mr., 31 ; Coke's, Mr., 37 ; Cottesmore, the. III, 
269; Dalyell's, Mr., 306; Denn's, .Mr., 47; Denn, Sir 
George's, 84 ; Dawson's beagles, Mr. J., 226 ; Devon and 
Somerset slag-hounds, 107, 326; Essex hounds, the, 9, 134, 
141, 146, 151, 154,159. 171. 180, 195, 215, 217,230, 245; 
Essex (East), the, 202, 271, 301, 323 ; Essex Union, the, 
196, 202, 226, 267, 271, 279, 289, 293, 296, 297, 302, 
327; Farquharson's, .Mr. J., II2: Fife, the, 150; Gal- 
way's, Lord, 158; Grafton's, Duke of, 32; Hampshire 
the, 168; Hanbury's, .\Ir. S., 305 ; Hallield, the, 305; 
Hertfordshire, the, 197, 199 ; Heyihrop, 1 19 ; Xeave's, .Mr. 
S., no ; Newman's, .Mr. C., 48 ; Newman's, Mr. H., 43 : 
Oakley, the, 157, 324: Old Berkshire, the, 119, 120, 
Panlon's, Mr., 305 ; Parry's, Mr., 306; Petre's. Lord, 
306; Puckeridge, the, 150, 195, 227, 269, 304, 305 ; .sup- 
ported by .Mr. E. S. Bowlby, 215 ; Pytchley, the, 197 ; 
Quare's beagles, Mr., 230 ; Quorn, the, 116, 119, 120, 
147 ; Quorn, the South, 168 ; Rounding's, Messrs., 48 ; 
Rowley's, Sir W. , 30 ; Ruftord, the, 150 : Shrupshire, 
3S0; Staffs, the South, 147; Tedworlh, the, 199; 
Yigne's, Harriers, Mr. H., 253; Warwickshire, 118; 
Warwickshire, the North, 169 ; York and Anisty, the, 109. 

Parker, Mr. C. C. , builds the Danbury kennels, 271. 

Raton's sketches, Mr. F., 217. 

Peterborough Hound Show, 217, 230. 

Poems, 318-319; by Mr. R. Y. Bevan, 254255, 34S, 377. 

Point to point races, Rundells, 244-249; Epping, 259 ; (Jood 
Easter. 251; Great Easlon, 262; Hassell's, 250; High 
Roding, 25S : High Roding Bury, 263 ; Stondon, 261 ; 
Thaxted, 255. 

Poison, alarm of, 209 ; poi.soning hounds, 154, 172. 

Polo Club, the West Esse.x, 221. 

Presentation to Mr. Conyers, 96 ; to Mr. S. Neave, 325 ; 
of a cup to Mr. B. B. ijuare, 228, 229 ; to S. Dobson, 
167 ; to Captain and Mrs. Carnegy, 282. 

Rahies in Mr. H. Newman's kennel, 47; serious outbreak of, 

Races, Essex hunt, 232 el seq. (see also Essex hunt races) ; 

at tialley Wood Common, 60. 
Raihv.ays in Essex country, date of opening, 2. 
Rayleigh kenncl.s, the, 269. 
" Red Rover " (deer), in a room, 326. 
Rees and Mr. Cox, 274. 
Resignations of masterships, Mr. H. Greaves, 116, 119; 

Rev. |. Arkwrighi, 134, 144: Loul Rookwuod, l89;Mr. 

L. .Vr'kwright, i<)2; Mr. Watlington, 192 ; Mr. Green, 20S, 

212; Mr. Neave, 325. 
Riders, a lesson to hard, 136. 
•• Killings Rccollcctiuns," \Vhyte-Melville's, 200. 
Riding, River, 6, 185, 198, 209. 
" Riiot '' ditches described, 24. 
Rooihings, the, 6, 21, 22, 23, 155, 159, 200, 311 ; fo.xes in. 



25 ; in wet weather, 23 ; roads and churches in, 23 ; 

ditches, 24 ; scent in, 25. 
Royal Buckhounds in Essex, 314. 
Rundell's Sleeplochase Course, description of, 234 et sen. 

Runs, good, 141, 147, 151, 152, 172 et seq., 174, 200, 202, 

203, 204, 206, 207, 20S, 212, 216, 217, 2i8, 321, 324, 

325. 334- 
Runweil gorse, 287. 

Sale of horses and hounds, 109, 116. 

Saracen's Head, Duniuow, dinners at, 59. 

Scent in the Roothing-;, 25 ; in the Essex Union country, 267. 

South Essex Hunt, 273. 

Speeches on fox-hunting, 96 et seq. 

Sportsmen, old, 206, 221, 22S, 229. 

Stag hunting at force, 309 ; in Epping Forest, 30S et scq. 

Stub-bred foxes, 26. 

Sun and Whalebone Inn, 138. 

Talents Hunt, the, 33, 34. 
Thorndon Hall Kennels, 26S. 
"Tom Tickler" (the deer), 324. 
Tufnell family, the, 13. 
Tyler, J., whip to Sir W. Rowley, 41. 

Wales, Prince of, runs horse at Rundells, 261. 
Wellington, the Duke of, his high opinion of fox-hunling, 

Westminster Bridge, Duke of Grafton and, 32. and Arkwright Families, the, 194; Wigram and 

Perry Families, the, 191. 
"Wildgoose,' the deer, 324. 
Woodford Hounds, the, 32. 


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