Identifier: irishmemories00some (find matches)
Title: Irish memories
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Somerville, E. . (Edith none), 1858-1949
Subjects: Ross, Martin, 1862-1915 Martin, Violet Florence, 1865-1915 Ireland -- Social life and customs
Publisher: New York : Longmans, Green and Co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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ediaries. No longer are such items to be found as : Jack, Martin, and I took hounds to walk outwith Patsey. Came on a hare. (This means thatwe went to look for a hare, ardently and with patience.) Ran her for two and a half hours, all on our ownmiserable legs. Lost her in darkness. All prettytired when we got back to kennels. Or again. Aylmer, Martin, and I went to kennelsand christened the new draft, seven and a half coupleof puppies. Coupled them and tried to take themout. The instant they were coupled they went starkmad and fought, mostly in the air; it looked like abattle of German heraldic eagles. Other entries, which I decline to make public, relateto drags, disreputably laid, for disreputable reasons,and usually dedicated to English visitors, who didnot always appreciate the attention. My brother kept the hounds going for twelveseasons, during which we had the best of sport andlearned to know the people and the country in the waythat hunting alone can teach. After his long term
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THE WEST CARBERY HOUNDS. M. J. R. HORSES AND HOUNDS 275 of office had ended, a farmer summed up for me theopinion that the country people had of him : He was the King of the world for them ! If herode his horses into their beds theyd ask no better ! When he gave up in 1903, I followed him in theMastership, which I have held, with an interval offour vears, ever since. Of all sitivations under thesun, none is more enviable or onerable than that ofa Master of foxounds, Mr. Jorrocks observes, andfurther states that his ead is nothin but one greatbump of untin ! I do not say that things havegone as far as this with me, but I will admit that thehabit of keeping hounds is a very clinging one. Many congratulations and much encouragementwere bestowed upon me when I bought the houndsand took office, but warnings were not wanting. Afriend, himself a Master of Hounds, wrote to me andsaid that it required the patience of Job, and thetemper of a saint, and the heart of a lion, to navigatea pack of

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