THE BEAUFORT HUNT

Auckland Star, Volume LXXII, Issue 247, 18 October 1941, Page 6

THE BEAUFORT HUNT

our correspondent, B. L. Hewitt, is to be heartily congratulated on his championship of those gallant huntsmen. What do we in this country, whether sub-leader writer* miners, "wharfies" or even "constant readers" know of hunting or the dear old fox-hunting squires of Old England? Nothing! What do they know of the "old traditions," the "old school tie" and the "ruling classes?" Again—nothing. Time was—when 1 was a lad in the Old Country—these things were treated, and talked of. with due reverence and respect: we touched our forelocks respectfully to the squire and the Church, and our creed was: "God bless the squire and all his relations, and keep us all in our proper stations." Were not the Peninsular Wars and the Great War won on the hunting fields of Old England? I venture to say—and I am sure B. L. Hewitt will agree—that, if the Beaufort Hunt could be transferred to the Russian front, the enemy would be so overcome with astonishment and fear they would flee or surrender —or would they? JOHN PEEL.