Saturday was a warm day for along but the meet was large notwithstand even for this season; and the avera attendance during the past winter has, we believe, far exceeded any previous one. Saturday's Hunt showed the advantage of having Foxes with experience and a capacity for taking trouble. All the country has been so repeatedly ridden over, that it is actually littered with paper, and every line of jumps is as familar as one's own street. But nevertheless our caterers provided a ride of first class character, with a mile or two of new ground hitherto untouched by the ubiquitous paper hunter.
The appointment was at Overweg's Bun-glow, and after getting away, our course Ted along the same line of country as. New Year's day, excepting at village where a new jump in the form of an artificial ditch tempted the foxes to make a detour; none of the ponies would take it running, but nearly all cleared it easily standing; the novel appearance of the cutting frightened them at first. Near this thre were several sticky places that required either free jumping or clever wa-
field-—indifferently mounted—consulted to get over, and a large portion of the their comfort by riding round and thereby avoiding possible grief. A small check, shortly after, kept us well together and the Big Creek was crossed. Only a few of starters were out of it. Too much famil rity with the route of old Hunts, took the
gave usa check that was becoming unleaders 1 long wey over the paper and pleasant from its length, until accident showed us the mistake and led to the recovery of the scent. With a few variations, we now went straight for the river until we reached the beach, and along this we bowled at racing speed for about two miles. Nohunt had even been here befure, and everyone was delighted with the novelty; it of course favored the good ponies, and the Malay article was at a discount, After 8 fine spin on the mud flat, we went into the country again, and reached the Sicawei creek at Mr. White's bungalow. There had been no stoppages for some time, and the pace was so fast that, from this point, there was a mere sprinkling of riders left. From the creek, we stood over towards Fahwah, crossing the Sicawei road just beyond the 4-mile bridge, and wheeling to the right came down the Fahwah line. As yon as our heads were turned home, a ely struggle commenced between the riders still going, and the result was an illustration of the uncertainty of Paper Hunting. Luck had favored several men on the way, but ata ditch behind the village round which we turned to get to the finish, all the leading ponies stopped, and Mr. Hickling on Neophyte, fortunately clearing it, won the Hunt, the heavy weights falling to Mr. McLeod, and the extra prize to Mr. Limby. Less than dozen ponies finished altogether. Thesportsman who at our last ride held in his mount for the finish, appeared again on Saturday; but, this ime, was not to be found at all, at the close,
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