HLI Chronicle 1910 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers
HLI Chronicle 1910 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers
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