On 10th December the gay throng assembled at Midton House, the residence of an old follower in Mr. Andrew M'Nab. Finding in Skiff, this fox did a lot of doubling about between here and Mount Top, and going on from Skiff again hounds were simply describing a line by Bowfield Moss, but they ultimately settled down in earnest to run by Rowbank to Cowfall Crag. Back from here they careered by Hartfield Moss and Mid Hartfield to Mount Top, thence to Skiff and down the hill towards High Craig. A fine hunting run of one and three-quarter hours ended by the pilot finding shelter in a drain near Milliken Park. I note that about this time there were still a few foxes in the Patterton or Darnley country, for on 20th December several were on the move, one being hunted around the district for thirty-five minutes ere he was killed in Waulkmill Glen. That country is hardly worth drawing now, and presents a strange contrast to what it was like about thirty years ago. I remember one particular occasion when Judd took the hounds there for a morning's cubbing and killed six in less than two hours. A rather funny incident occurred on the occasion of a day's hunting from Woodside in wintry weather on 3rd January, 191 1. Hounds had hunted a fox from the gorse at Cowfall Crag nearly to Caldwell when a couple of foxhound puppies, being walked by the late Colonel Mure, encountered Reynard and hunted him right back across Shutterflet Muir, throwing their tongues to some tune. It was a remarkable instance of the hunting instinct bred in the foxhound showing itself at such an early stage. The pack were eventually got on the line of the fox, and he was hunted a considerable time before going to ground in a drain at Caldwell Law. Mr. G. Barc Mrs. Hauart Speirs.