Identifier: englandsoldesthu00fair (find matches)
Title: England's oldest hunt : being chapters of the history of the Bilsdale, Farndale and Sinnington Hunts, collected during several years
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Fairfax-Blakeborough, J. (John), 1883-
Subjects: Horses Fox hunting -- England History
Publisher: Northallerton : Author, Fox House, Carlton-in-Cleveland Middlesbrough : Jordison
Contributing Library: Webster Family Library of Veterinary Medicine
Digitizing Sponsor: Tufts University

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dbe buried like a hunter. I may mention that one daywhen the old man was at Potto Grange, the residence of Mr.F. Wilson Horsfall, the present master of the Bilsdale, hesaw some old pictures of the burial of Tom Moody (a Shrop-shire whip). Not usually a demonstrative man, he didon this occasion wax enthusiastic. He lingered over theseold prints as a child over his first picture book. He leftthem only to return and to return again. They had apeculiar fascination for him, and though he said nothingat the time except that They were despert fine picters,still they made an impression on his mind which neverleft him. He never saw them again, but the various scenesdepicted in the series and the story told by them wereaccurately and indelibly imprinted upon his mind. I donot think the old man was possessed of much poetry in hisnature, though he had a certain amount of sentimentality,which is bordering on the confines of the same admirablequality, if not often synonymous. There they were, these
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BOBBIE DAWSONS GRAVE SIDE. -.,:■ BOBBIE DAWSON. 101 three pictures, and side by side with the panorama of TomMoodys funeral in his mind was another similar event;not far off in a secluded and beautiful valley, not in thenew church—no ! it must not be there, it must be in thatold building where as a lad he went, and to whose GodsAcre he had followed the last but two of the old school ofsportsmen, who had for well on to a century, year in and yearout, hunted on those rough hills and moors with him. To theletter it was to be like unto that he had seen portrayed atPotto. He had it all in his minds eye. It was his last wish,and it was carried out. Would he could but have seen it.The following lines written on Tom Moody will not only givean insight into the character of the pictures which Bobbiesaw, but at the same time fairly accurately tell the story ofhis own burial :— Six crafty earth-stoppers in hunters green dressedSupported poor Tom to an earth made for rest:His horse, which he

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