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    The Hunting Diaries of Frank Beers a True Master Huntsman - Running the Grafton Hounds from 1870 - 1890
    The Hunting Diaries of Frank Beers a True Master Huntsman - Running the Grafton Hounds from 1870 - 1890
    The Hunting Diaries of Frank Beers a True Master Huntsman - Running the Grafton Hounds from 1870 - 1890
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    The Hunting Diaries of Frank Beers a True Master Huntsman - Running the Grafton Hounds from 1870 - 1890

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    Frank Beers stands tall in the memory of huntsmen around Great Britain. This fantastic book is a snap shot of the great man's hunting diary with one of the finest hunting packs in the country.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRead Books Ltd.
    Release dateSep 20, 2016
    ISBN9781473356528
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      The Hunting Diaries of Frank Beers a True Master Huntsman - Running the Grafton Hounds from 1870 - 1890 - Frank Beers

      The Hunting

      Diaries of Frank

      Beers a True

      Master Huntsman

      Running the Grafton Hounds from

      1870 - 1890

      Copyright © 2011 Read Books Ltd.

      This book is copyright and may not be reproduced or copied in any way without the express permission of the publisher in writing

      British Library Cataloguing-in-Publication Data

      A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library

      Contents

      FRANK BEERS’ DIARIES

      FRANK BEERS’ DIARIES.

      THROUGH the kindness of Mrs. Beers, and her family, I am enabled to offer to the public some extracts from the diaries of the late Frank Beers, which cover a period of twenty years, from 1870 to 1890. All who read them will, I have no doubt, express their surprise that so much sport could be derived from a country containing so small an area. I can vouch for the truth of it all, the writer and producer of the sport described, being a very accurate man; and the greater portion of it came under my own observation.

      1870-71.

      1870. Aug. 29th.—The Duke of Grafton’s hounds commenced cubhunting at Waterslade. Hunted 36 days, killed 39 foxes.

      "Nov. 9th.—Bucknells. Found, and went away to Lord Southampton’s farm, short back to Silverstone Windmill, to the village, and to the corner of Seven Coppices, across Luffield Abbey grounds, to Hatch Woods, but did not enter them; he ran through Crown Lands to Silverstone Village, and hounds ran him in view in at the front door of Mr. Whitlock’s house (he being married only about two months), down the passage into the back kitchen, and killed him under the table. About an hour and ten minutes at best pace. Found another in Bucknells; ran him once round the wood, at a rattling pace; and killed him at Lord Southampton’s farmyard, Whittlebury. Found another in Cattle Hill; hounds went at racing pace over the open, leaving Lillingstone on the right, through Leckhampstead Wood to the Village; short back through Wicken Spinneys, and on pointing for Thornton, along the meadows, over the river near Bourton Mill, through Bourton Brake, over the Winslow road, to Lenborough; stopped the hounds at Sudborough late in the afternoon. Not a whipper-in there and the horses tired, so gave it up. A most capital day’s sport indeed. I rode Ensign and a cub-hunter. 26 1/2 couples out.

      "Nov. 14th.—First day of regular hunting. Preston Capes. Found in Church Wood, away to Hogstaff, back to Ganderton, on to Fawsley, and killed the fox in the Churchyard. Found again in Little Preston Wood, ran him to Seawell Wood and lost him. Drew Grub’s Coppice, Ayers’s Gorse, and Astcote Thorns blank. Found in Kingthorn Wood, had a very nice ring by Bradden Ponds to Slapton, back to Greens Norton, on nearly to Grub’s Coppice; stopped the hounds when it was nearly dark; a pouring wet day. I rode Rataplan and Brocklesby. 20 couples bitches.

      "Nov. 23rd.—Tile House. Tile House Wood blank. Found in Stratford Hill Wood, away pointing for Shalstone Spinneys; to the right across Mr. Charles Higgins’s farm, Dadford Village on the right, Stowe Ridings on the left, through the corner of Stowe Park, Tile House Wood, and away to Lillingstone Lovell, Lillingstone Dayrell on the right, straight through Briary, across Wakefield Lawn, through Waterslade, and ran into him going away for Moorend. A capital 55 minutes. Drew Fire Furze, Colonel FitzRoy’s new covert, and Grafton Park blank. Found in the Forest; did not get out of the wood again. I rode Oxford and Rifleman.

      "Nov. 25th.—Plumpton Wood. Found, and after a ring or two in the wood away leaving Canons Ashby on the right, through the Gorse, away to Little Preston, on to Mantel’s Heath, through the Knightley Wood, and on to Maidford Village; short back to Little Preston, back through Canons Ashby Gorse on pointing for Adstone, short to the left, they ran into him as he was crossing a grass meadow near Little Preston. An hour and thirty minutes, as good as a man wishes to see, and over a very stiff country. A fine fox indeed. I rode Cheerful, he carried me brilliantly. We found another fox in Gomeral’s Holt; away close at him pointing for Allithorn; was headed back through Plumpton Wood, away through the lower coppice to Adstone, on to Maidford Mill; short to the left to the Canons Ashby Gorse, but did not enter, away to Canons Ashby Village, pointing for the ponds, short back through the Canons Ashby Gorse, and away pointing for Preston Capes to the right, when they ran into him crossing a grass field (going away for Preston Wood) near to Little Preston. I rode Cheerful first, Ensign second, both horses carried me magnificently. Don’t think I ever had more jumping in one day. Many horses tired first run.

      "Dec. 3rd.—Bradden. Kingthorn blank, found in Grub’s Coppice, after going into the gorse a time or two, away at a rattling pace, leaving Foxley Mill just on the right, Blakesley on the right, up the grass fields pointing for Bradden, through Woodend, straight through Plumpton Wood, pointing for Canons Ashby, leaving Gomeral’s Holt on the right, to Weston Village, leaving it on the right, and away pointing for Oakley Bank, turned to the right through Weedon Village, pointing for Allithorn, but turned to the left along the meadows at a killing pace ran into him in Weedon Bushes, about 55 minutes in the open, the fastest I ever rode to in my life; only myself and young Austin Johnson with the hounds. 18 couples. I rode Cheerful; carried me capitally.

      "Dec. 14th.—At Tile House. Found a fox, and went away to Dadford. Found another at Stratford Hill; they ran to Chackmore to ground. Found again at Fox-cote Wood, ran away to Wicken; lost him. Found again in Wicken Spinneys, they ran hard for 30 minutes and killed him in Leckhampstead Wood. Went away with another, leaving Lillingstone Dayrell on the left, Tilley’s on the right, away across Luffield Abbey grounds to Hatch Woods; short back same line, and stopped the hounds at Tilley’s House. The fox doubled back into the wood, only just before them; but it was dark, and all the horses tired. I never saw hounds go faster, all the way best pace. 18 couples bitches. Rataplan and Ensign.

      1871. Stopped by frost from 19th Dec., 1870, to 16th Jan., 1871.

      "Jan. 18th.—Castlethorpe, 12 o’clock. Found in Gayhurst Wood, Linford Wood blank. Away at a capital pace to Salcey Forest, lots of foxes soon on foot, ran from fox to fox, at last ran one to ground under the Hartwell Road; left him as it came on cold rain and gave it up. I rode Rataplan and Ensign. 20 couples of dogs out. The first time the Duke has been out this season.

      "Feb. 4th.—After a frost met at Whistley Wood. Found a good show of foxes, they ran with a

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