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HLI Chronicle 1910 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers

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HIGHLAND LIGHT<br />

INFANTRY CHRONICLE.<br />

31<br />

(18 holes stroke competition under handicap). Scores<br />

as under<br />

Lieut. Bramwell Davi~, . 85 less 2- 83<br />

Lieut. Thackeray, . 89 less 4- 85<br />

Major Hill,·· 101 less 12- 89<br />

Lieut. ·Colonel Kays, 109 less 2Q- 89<br />

I.ieut. Brodle, 109 less 16- 93<br />

Lieut. Farie. . 107 less 10- 97<br />

Major Armstrong, - H5 less 14 -101<br />

Captain Stuart,· 126 less 14-112<br />

About 2 p.m. a weary figure was seen wandering<br />

towards theelub·house. 'rhis turned out to beCaptaill<br />

Murray, who had taken 195 strokes for 15 holes. He<br />

then entered the club-house in a state of collapse.<br />

Captain Murray's score:­<br />

6, 10, H, 18, 8, 15, 14, 10, 20-112<br />

9, 12, 24, 17, 10, 11 -83<br />

195<br />

Iu the afteruoon the bogey competition for Lieut.<br />

Thackeray's (Jup was played off, and won by Lieut·<br />

Colonel Rays, who was 2 up on bogey. <strong>The</strong> next two<br />

were Lieut. Sir A. C. Gibson Craig. Bt., and Lieut.<br />

Farie, who were all square with bogey.<br />

HUNTING NOTES.<br />

THIS season we have all, or nearly all, been<br />

attacked, with wbat we have christened the<br />

"Hunting Microbe," which has sUIely and<br />

not slowly established a very firm footing<br />

amongst the officers of the Battalion; and<br />

quite lightly too, for have we not had issued<br />

a printed lecture entitled "Hunting as a<br />

Training for War" Is not Wellington supposed<br />

to have said that he preferred 00 have<br />

officers who were fox-hunters as members of<br />

his staff. And does not the immortal J orrocks<br />

call hunting "the sport of kings, the image<br />

of war without its guilt and only 25 per cent.<br />

of its danger." In fact every subaltern ought to<br />

be made to read " Handley Cross" as part of<br />

his education, and I expect there are very few<br />

who have hunted and not read this king of<br />

hunting stOlies. Still, this may catch the eye<br />

of one who has not, and he celtainly will thank<br />

the writer after he has done so. Hunting is<br />

undoubtedly the one time when a man feels<br />

that he is the equal of anyone when all tailor's<br />

bills, winter essays-everything-is forgotten<br />

in the fascination of watching hounds wOlk,<br />

and in the exhilaration of a gallop across<br />

country, especially if one knows that one's<br />

horse is a perfect performer. "'''hat more<br />

glorious moment than that when you hear<br />

welcome Holloa! and "Gone awaY,l" when<br />

hounds burst out, of cover with a chorus that<br />

makes the welkin ling <strong>The</strong> horses know just<br />

as well as you do. <strong>The</strong>n is the time you cram<br />

on your hat a bit tighter, shorten your reins, <br />

and look for the best gap out of the field, or <br />

pray heaven that you don't take a toss at the <br />

first fence. <br />

Your saddle you grip, gather bridle and whip, <br />

Give your hunter the office to go ; <br />

In his rush through the air little breath is to <br />

spare<br />

For the cheer of your wild Tally-ho !<br />

<strong>The</strong>re's a scent-you may swea.. by the pace<br />

that they d,.ive-<br />

You must tackle to wc-rk with a will,<br />

For as sute as you stand in your stirrups alive<br />

It's a case of a run and a kill !<br />

So I wish you good speed, a good line, and a<br />

lead,<br />

With the luck of each fence where it's low,<br />

Not the last of the troop may you hear the<br />

Who-whoop!<br />

Well pleased as you heard Tally-ho !<br />

But to go back to Ollr own sport. Up to the<br />

end of the first leave we have hunted chiefly<br />

with the United and the South Union. With<br />

bc·th together we can generally manage to get<br />

four meets in the week within a mode~ate distance<br />

of Cork. Unfcrtunately, throughout<br />

NQvember we had hardly a drop of rain,<br />

cloudless skies, and a frost nearly every night,<br />

consequently there was no soent t·) speak of ;<br />

but latterly soent has been good, and good<br />

sport has been shown with both paoks. We<br />

have generally turned out four or five eaoh<br />

hunting day, the most regular attendants being<br />

Col. Kays, Major Hill, Captains Gaussen and<br />

Pack - Beresford, and Lieuts. Thaokeray,<br />

Davis, Hallswelle, Dalrymple, and Lieut.<br />

Claigie-Halkett was also with us for<br />

about three weeks, and though a hunter<br />

of some experience in other parts of<br />

the world, was initiated into fox-huntinr over<br />

here, and certainly showed a keenness that<br />

would, before the end of the season, either<br />

have made his reputation or broken his neck.<br />

Before the next edition of the Ohronicle is<br />

published we shall have finished the hunting<br />

season, and it is to be h')ped that new nameS<br />

will have been engraved on the Swinton Medal<br />

for the Regimental Point· to-Point, and also on<br />

the Subalterns' Cup, both of which trophies<br />

have passed a long period of rest. With the leave<br />

season over we should be able 00 turn out<br />

about fifteen stalters in the Regimental race.<br />

Falls have not been as frequent as might have<br />

been expected. Lieut. Halkett took a toss at

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