PETERSFIELD.
Agent—Miss Duplock.
DEER HUNTING EXTRAORDINARY.—A strayed roe deer was lately discovered in Durford Wood by some gentlemen who were shooting there, and by arrangement the harriers belonging to Mr. Henry Barnard, of Park, met on Saturday last to draw the wood, and after partaking of the hospitality of the occupier of Durford House, the worthy Master and a good field trotted off to the cover, and in a few minutes roused the deer from his lair, every hound was at him at once, and after a sharp rattle round the wood, he broke over Rogate Common, just above Colonel Wyndham’s for about a mile, then sharp to the left into Harting Coombe, and through the large covers belonging to R. H. Seville, Esq., and over the hill to the other side ot Dangstein House; time to this point 35 minutes, a regular race. The hounds were here stopped as a fox was just before them, and it was supposed they had changed onto him; they hunted very slowly back to Rogate Lodge, round Harting Coombe to Rake Hanger, back again through the Coombe, (where the deer had been seen in the pond) then into Wythes Land Wood and Cold Harbour to some covers belonging to C. Alexander, Esq., near the Black Fox, Liphook, and after a great deal of work the pack roused the deer out of some gorse in full view, and he took exactly the line back, round Harting Coombe and the large woods adjacent, till the hounds run him from scent to view to the large pond and the whole pack went in together, but the element was so different to that they had been accustomed to, that all returned except one gallant old hound (Manager), who swam all across and forced the deer out, the hounds being taken round soon ran into their game. The powers of endurance exhibited by the little roe were wonderful, and to the very last it seemed doubtful whether the pursuers would not have to give in first. Time from rousing him in the gorse at the Black Fox, one hour and five minutes, without a check, and exactly four hours from the start in Durford Wood. Thus ended what many old foxhunters present admitted to be the hardest and best day's sport they ever witnessed. If the deer had gone anything like straight, not a horse could have lived through the run, the pace being so great and the country so very heavy.