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an open part of the Forest, on a miles from Southampton. Unfortuvery warm day, waiting for some natelywe had a blank day, so I have hounds to come up. “There is,” nothing to say of the Hambledon said a bye-stander.And a drug- hounds; but it gives me much gist's shop?" continued Mr. W. pleasure to state, that an intimate Fortunately, for his purpose, there friend of mine-a crack Leicesterwas ; so going, up to Mr. Fol- shire and Northamptonshire man, jambe-alike ripe for mischief who has been spending some time he told him he would ride forward, this winter with one of our County and prepare two well-spiced tan- Members, and hunting with this kards, one of which was to contain pack-addressed me thus, last an ounce of jalap for the sole use week, in London. « That Mr. of Mr. Wise, who was to follow, Smith," said he “is a sportsman. with him, in the rear. A few mie I consider him a very capital huntsnutes' brought them all to the post. man; and how well he rides to his The day, as I said before, was hot; hounds!" Now, although like the the exercise had been strong; the Evangelists, my province is to renauseous taste of the jalap was port what is past, and not to procompletely overpowered by the phesy, yet I did venture to predict, aromatic Aower of the nutmeg, some four years back, that this and three parts of the contents Mr. Smith would one day or other of the tankard were safely lodged become signal. Like many other in Mr. Wise's capacious stomach good fellows, he wants the means before it was taken from his lips. of doing the thing quite to his Strange to say, he was deceived, liking-his subscription being but nature was not. The effect small; but he knows how, and I

but here I hope he will be better supported. must stop. No ill consequences I have said that Mr. Warde was were the result, for as Hudibras of our party. I have said enough, says,

then, to assure my readers that " It was an amulet or charm,

mirth and good humour were the That could do neither good nor harm." order of the day. His presence, Mr. Wise took the joke as a wise indeed, always reminds me of Luman ought to have done, and all cian's description of the Elysian ended well. He did not, however, Fields, where he makes it appear accept Mr. Wormwald's invitation there are two springs the one of to the Star at Southampton, and laughter, and the other of joy; and here I think he was even wiser it is almost needless to add, that than his name.

those who drink of them are filled Mr. Wise's language is irresist with mirth and hilarity for the ably amusing. On being asked rest of the day. The moral here one day whether he should go to is delightful to contemplate; for it some place, he answered, “Certaine is as much as to say, that, unly, Sir, nolus bolus"-meaning, I less we bring a kind heart into suppose, nolens volens. The story society, we have no business there. of Delenda est Carthago is still Here Mr. Warde may be almost better, but it won't bear print. termed the miracle of his day.

During my visit to Mr. Nicoll, Courted, as he has been, for such a Mr.Bunce and myself went to meet great length of years, we might the Hambledon hounds, about eight expect to find him, like a way


ward child, wishing to have every son :- I think it is Fielding who thing his own way; but it is not has told us, that there is an air of so. No; his social capacities seem gentility about a real gentleman to expand as his age advances, and, which dress can neither give nor like Saul, to be more glorious in conceal. Notwithstanding this, his latter years.

Mr. Warde told us, that a short It would be tantalizing to my time since he was taken for a readers to mention the name of butcher! and I will give it in his this real old English gentleman- own words. this αναξ ανδρων, as RouGH AND “I was driving down the road READY calls Nim NORTH-and one day,” said he, in his usual fanot accompany it with an anecdote cetious style, “when I saw a man or two; so I hope I shall be par. I knew bargaining for some fat doned for selecting the following bullocks. Cannot you deal ?'

It is well known that this fare said I. • Why, no, Sir,' replied famed sportsman has ever been the buyer; 'the gentleman is too fond of having his hounds high in hard with me.'-' Then let me flesh, in their work. I partly place try and put you together. So, it to his having always hunted getting out of my curricle, and strong, wet countries, with rough handling the beasts, I pronounced woodlands; but I am not going them to be worth a certain sum. to argue the merits of the case The buyer doubted it. Well, here. We are all fond of our own then,' I said, “here is a butcher systems, and, like Pygmalion the coming, we will hear what he has sculptor, never fail to become ena- to say. The butcher looked at moured of our own creations. Mr. the bullocks, and then at me; and Nicoll, on the other hand, feeds after taking a second look, ad. lightly in the spring months, and dressed me thus— Why, you are we well know that hounds which in business, ar’nt you?'-- Not at work on light food will look ligh: present,' I replied, pulling a very in warm weather. “ There is one long face ;

'I have been unfortuadvantage," said Mr. Warde-as nate:'- Worse luck!' said the we were one morning passing away butcher ; ' for you are a d-d four hours* in the kennel" in good judge.'” visiting my friend Sam Nicoll. No Now, I can only account for man need trouble himself to take this in two ways. Either the his razors with him ; for, only let butcher was a better judge of him lather his face well, and walk beef than of a gentleman, which down to the kennel, he might take is by no means improbable; or, any one of these bounds by the Mr. Warde having his box coat on, the head and tail, and shave him- the knight of the cleaver did not self to perfection with his back see those neat boots and leathers bone! These hounds," added he, for which his person has ever been “ look as if they had just landed so distinguished; neither do I from Noah's ark.”

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looked into his face. Mr. Warde, prise my readers, and for this rea- however, would make an excellent

On non-hunting days, the kennel at Lyndhurst is the lounge for the morning, and where all the science is concentrated. The lecture generally lasts about this time, and it is by no means the least entertaining part of the passing week.

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master-butcher, in one respect; for, them a little beyond the truth, I ani having been a very considerable sure of pardon here. Au abler pen stall-feeder of cattle for a great than mine would have executed the number of years, and paid much task betier ; but in one respect attention to the system, it must I am not ill-qualified for a travelbe a good judge that could get the ler. I have neither antipathies, blind side of him in a ileal.

nor prejudices to manners, habits, There is wisdom in the proverbs climate, meat, drink, persons, or of all nations; and “ a nod is as things, having long learned to good as a wink to a blind horse," take the world as it comes, making says one. I remember a hint my the best of every thing. I am now facetious friend, George Fitzher verging on those years in which I bert, gave me one night last sea- am entitled to contirm by practice son at Melton Mowbray, after I what was taught me in theory, had given them a chaunt at a cer

and I have found most of those lestain sporting Baronet's. “A very sons good. My experience, how, good song, and very well sung," ever, has given the lie to one. I said this king of chaunters, but it was told, is a little too long. No run with 6 You'll find the friendship of the world hounds," added he (with bishcad on a show! one side, and looking the picture Mere outward show ! 'Tis like the harof jollity), “ should be more than The statesman's promise, or false pile forty minutes, neither should any

triot's zeal, song exceed six verses.” Now, Full of fair sceming, but delusion all." this being, I believe, the sixth let. I cannot say I have found it so! ter on the subject of my visit to Rather would I tell the snarling the North, it is time to bring that cynic that the world to me has subject to a close. Let me con- proved a friend, and I am proud to clude it, then, with the following say “I owe thee much." Were I, remarks:

however, to allude for a moment to In the first place, I have to the comniendations bestowed upon thank all the Sporting World, what little I have written, I should and my friends in particular, for account for them all in the language the kind dispensatio: granted me of Swift. “ It is the wise choice in the free use of their names, of the subject," says he, as, without this indulgence, my adorns and distinguishes the wripen would have been cramped, ter;" and mine, we know, is a poand I should have fluttered like a pular one. In the shape of a Tour, bird with its wings-clipped, unable however, this is my last attempt ; to soar above the ground. I hope I but it may serve for a model for bare taken no unfair advantage of others to improve upon; and, perthis boasted privilege. I am not haps, more good than harm might aware of having stained my paper be the result. Society exists with falsehoud, neither have I amongst men by a mutual commudipped my pen in gall : but if it nication of their thoughts; and, be said I have written in a spirit although I fear I have added little of partiality ; if kind feeling and to the stock, their reciprocal comfriendship have had too great a merce is the chief source of kuoyshare in the characters I have ledge, drawn, and I have heightoned To conclude -- shall never for

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get the pleasure I derived in the effect on some old hunters that perusal of a passage from the pen were in the coach, that, at times, of Gibbon, wherein he describes we went a merry pace. In the the hour in which he completed evening of that day I returned that great monument of his fame home; and although my pockets -The Decline and Fall of the Ro- were as empty as when they came mun Empire. “It was," says he, from the tailor's, my spirits were

on the day, or rather the nigit, good. I dwelt with pleasure on of the 27th June 1787, between the scenes I had been a witness of, the hours of eleren and twelve, and indulged a hope that I might that I wrote the last lines of the see something like them again. last page, in a summer-house in But this was not all. I echoed the my garden. After laying down words of an elegant writer, who so my pen, I took several turns in a happily expresses himself on a sicorered walk of acacias, which milar occasion. “When we travel commands a prospect of the coun- towards home,” says he, “wereturn, try, the lake, and the mountains. as it were, to the arms of a friend; The air was temperate, the sky and BLESS THAT Goodness WIJICHI was serene, the silver orb of the

HAS SO ORDAINED, THAT HOME, moon was reflec'ed on the waters, WITH NO CILARMS, CHARDS US BEand all Nature was silent. I will, CAUSE IT IS OUR HOME!!" not dissemble the first emotions of

NIMROD. jav on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establish- P. S. When I have a leizure ment of my fame. But my pride hour, I must run my eye ove was soon humbled; and á sober these letters, and correct a few melancholy was spread over my errata, perhaps unavoidable at this mind by the idea, that I had taken distance froin the press. an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion; and that,

A WEEK WITH MR. RUSSELL.. whatsoever might be the future fate of my history, the life of the historian might be short and pre- The following is an extract

from the Journal of WESTERN Now mark the difference of

ALOPEX, Esq. NIMROD's style, though I fear I we cannot exclaim, with Cæsar,()

Saturday, March 1st. dimidiate, Menander!" On the 220 March was wont to be stormy and wild ;

But he enters now like a geritle child, of April, I left the Forest, and had

W'ith the violet sweet, and primrose mild. the pleasure of driving my Leices. Although the wind is easterly, tershire friends, and a few others, The throstle is singing on the fir tree, in the “ Nimrod” coach, which was

And cock robin carols it merrily ; taken for the purpose of conveying The woodquest is cosing away in the grove, them to London; and I have rea

His song is love, and nothing but love.

That is delightsome to him and to me; son to believe Messrs. Peer and

But thermometer stands at fifty-three, Waterhouse would never desire a

So a hunting I must go. better load. Jack Wormwald acted Tuesday, 4th.-In my last I as guard on the occasion; and the promised to have a fly at your cheering view-halloos of himself horrible V V V stiles, if I could and his friends had such a lively get any thing brilliaut enough to


stir up the sans peur; and this day into the parish of Virginstow, but I have had that good luck. Mr. not one of the very many holy Russell's hounds met at Tetcott, virgins stood forth to give him and the ould well-known mansion sanctuary; so he turned back, poor would have crowed like a cock for persecuted devil! Toward home joy, if the brick and mortar had his head was bent; but home, sweet not stuck in his throat, and spoilt home, alas ! he never saw it again, his singing. The smile of grim Well; he turned back through Pandelight played on his black-red son Mill Wood, by Panson Town unshorn countenance, and his ivy Place, almost to Chapman's Well, beard was shining with pleasure where he was headed from his at the view of that quick-as-light- point of safety, and urged on to ning, strong nerved, judicious the point of death; yet he went sportsman, the Russell. He threw gallantly forward. Skirting the his hounds into Beardown Plantas Launceston turnpike road, he turntion, and soon the chirruping be- ed to the left, through part of gan; soon they were at it ding Saint Giles parish, into the parish dong; the covert rang again with of Bradwood Widger, where the the sweet merry voices of the scintilla vivax was quenched for hounds, and the exhilarating cheer. ever; or, to speak plain English, ing of their master. Men stood the staunch and bloody-minded up in their stirrups, with flashing pack ran in to him, and ate him in eyes and beating hearts. “ Tally- quick time, blood raw. This chase ho! Pug has left the covert! of nearly twenty miles lasted one Gone away, gone away!" Not a hour and forty-five minutes. The moment was lost; the hounds were return to Panson let in the whole clapped on by their quick and ex- field to the death, and the paycellent huntsman. Away, away, ment. (Among the assembly was through Dawes Wood, Peake, over farmer Wofe: himself and horse Peake Moor, South Moor, Panson, make up the sum of one hundred into Panson Wood, where he went years.) – Thus ended a most delito earth. That earth afforded him cate chase, much to the credit of but short rest; the terriers, those the master and his hounds, which remorseless sons of bitches, came are not one and twenty inches up, and soon drove him from his high ; yet they can go fast enough, place of refuge—it was too hot to kill well enough, and eat their fox hold him. Gone away again; away quick enough too, to please the through Henford Wood to Hene most fastidious tod-hunter. A ford Town Place ; then over Slad- large party of the right sort then don Hill, where the field began to assembled at the hospitable manlook small and select. I saw the sion of the Esquire of Lancluechosen ones, with the bold hearts Where they talk'd of, and joked over, the and panting steeds, leading in turn: And Bacchus, with Comus, made terrible

feats of the day, I saw Messrs. Russell, Phillipps, play, Coryton, Arthur Harris, T. Woola Till Morpheus came in, and put Comus to combe, and Hyssett, springing And sent the lads snoring away for the

flight, away at the fences like tigers. night. The varmint, followed at a terrible And as I hope soon to join in the pace by his merry destroyers, ran chorus, I bid you good night, my through Ashwater Wood, and far very good Mr. Editor,

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