. England's oldest hunt : being chapters of the history of the Bilsdale, Farndale and Sinnington Hunts, collected during several years. mber,and Chairman of the Hunt Committee. His forbears havealways walked a hound, and called it Ruby, and to thisday there is a Ruby at Chappies farm at Hawnby. Inmy diary, on November 9th, 1903, I made the followingentry :— Yesterday I was at the Bilsdale Hunt dinner at Chop Yat. It was EVOLUTION OF THE PACK. 123 an enjoyable function. Chappie Garbutt was there, also StephenAinsley. The former said he would commit suicide if the houndswent down ; it was the on
. England's oldest hunt : being chapters of the history of the Bilsdale, Farndale and Sinnington Hunts, collected during several years. mber,and Chairman of the Hunt Committee. His forbears havealways walked a hound, and called it Ruby, and to thisday there is a Ruby at Chappies farm at Hawnby. Inmy diary, on November 9th, 1903, I made the followingentry :— Yesterday I was at the Bilsdale Hunt dinner at Chop Yat. It was EVOLUTION OF THE PACK. 123 an enjoyable function. Chappie Garbutt was there, also StephenAinsley. The former said he would commit suicide if the houndswent down ; it was the only bit of re-creation they got. Steve,too, was quite lively, and sang a number of his interminable hunting-songs—some of them with more than forty verses, said and believedto have been composed by himself, but which peculiarly enough I find,with altered place-names and facts, in the Badminton Library : ThePoetry of Sport, as having been written a century before Stein sawthe light. I would not say so for the world, for Bilsdaleites will tell youno one sings like Stein, and no one has such songs to sing either. He „**»•*«. CHAPPIE GARBUTT. himself telWa story of how at one of the Earl of Fevershams rent auditsthe then agent asked for Just forty verses of that song of is on the Committee of the Bilsdale Hunt, and years ago regularlyfollowed the pack on foot, and occasionally on a gallower. He is astonemason by trade, of Scotch extraction, and one of a big was born at the quaint old Spout House, kept by his elder brother*and they show you the marks yet on the old stone-mullioned windowwhere the young Ainsleys sharpened their knives prior to sitting downto dinner. Stem once told me that breedin will tell, an a dowter ofhis had married yan Wheldon, a blacksmith, at Hawnby. Sha usedta be at sha wad run whal sha brast efter t hoonds, an wad hev hedme keep all t dogs in t pack. Ah ewsed ta keep yan reglar i themdaays, an well sha waited on it (, atte
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