About a score of ladies turned up at the Aerodrome on Sunday and, were despatched on a trail alleged to have been laid by Mr. G. EL. Wilson in consultation with the Master, Of course -he really did lay one, but some of the eager young thrusters, who like to ride escort to the ladies and who like also to have an occasional dig at their elders and betters, declare that the campaign for a return to the "good old days" is going too far. In this strain they blamed the foxes on Sunday for being too mean with their paper.
The ladies were not quite so severe and one experienced rider declared that it was a difficult hunt, "but not too difficult." The undeniable fact is that they were away for only afew minutes under two hours. "A big gathering of people waited shivering at the fini spot by the Monument and, after the first hour, began seriously to wonder whether a brigand band had swept up the entire hunt, escort and all, and taken them off to the Soochow Meanwhile—the were working out the trail, several of them coming spectacular croppers whilst so engaged, but for. tunately this time there were no serious accidents.
Eventually a cloud of dust arose in the far distance and instead of a courier coming to name the bandits' terms it resolved into Miss Billy Courts and Master Robert, and the rest followed at respectable intervals. Only four placings were allotted (in proportion to the field), these being: 1 Billy Courts on Master Ferrin on Othello, Miss' Marsh' on Perhaps, Miss D. McBain on The Rabbit,
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