By "Te Savin Saturday's hunt, the so-often-postponed Christmas Hua, resulted in a win for young Erie' steller, who, seems to make a specially of wine ning really "heavy-going" hents, as! he won his pink coat lair year in that good hunt that Tom Drakeford and B, and S. Arnold laid. "Tarzan" when the going was as fear hock deep as could. be. Perhaps he was a trio lucky, too, as! Robertson, the galloping. "vet," who has far more than his snare of bad: ok, missed a little diycut on the: run-in, due entirely, Tam told, to: hhis choosing a bit of high ground where the going was better, not knowing that these new jumps hed been made. He religiously went back. to take It, lost his good lead and certain win, and missed again the confirmation of his pink coat of [years ago that his high ideals require before he will wear the coveted pink. Well. that is sportsmanship with a capital "S." He has won one hunt, and but for the most abominable luck would have won three, so here's ito the day he wins one to his own satisfaction, and blossoms forth ike peony and or giant refreshed, An ex-Master of the Peking Hunt Club, an interested and excited specta-or of that day's event, counted the! starters—no less than 143. Cheerio, depression. The card read:
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