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Hopewell, was purchased by Colonel Towneley for 000 

 guineas (the same price which was refused for herself), 

 and with what success the bull-calf prize-list at War- 

 wick, Hull, &c., can attest. Modish still bears the 

 traces of the fine character of Killerby, and holds her 

 own in spite of seven summers. She was never shown, 

 but her dam, grandam, and great-grandam were all royal 

 winners. The red neat-shouldered Ruby, of the 

 Lady Sarah tribe, and got by Royal Buck, was well 

 worthy of being classed with them. She is a very good 

 constitutioned cow, but rather short in her hind- 

 quarters. Her calf Emerald, a Dublin winner, was sold 

 for 150 guineas, and again for ^£'445, when she reached 

 America ; and another of her daughters Carnation 

 (180 gs.) the highest-priced lot at the late Mr. Knox's 

 sale, became the property of Captain Ball. 



Bloom, of the old Mason sort, grandam by an own 

 brother to Monarch, and bouiiht at Mr. Fetherstone's 

 sale, occupied the first of the five asphalte roof boxes. 

 She has remarkably nice shoulders, and a sweet placid 

 head, and, after giving two good proofs, with Harbinger, 

 of the applicability of the Booth cross, she is now in 

 calf by Dr. M'Hale. Then came Lady Hopewell, 

 from Lady Sarah, the second-prize heifer at London- 

 derry,in 1858, beating Mr. Douglas's Maid of Athelstane. 

 Her shoulders are not quite so good as we might look 

 for in a winner, but her fine wealth and substance and 

 nice open head are quite a set-off. Next to her, and 

 just returned frona her fifteen-guinea visit to Third Grand 

 Duke, at Lancaster, was Sylph (by Hopewell from 

 Ophelia), the dam of Dr. M'Hale. She is a rare com- 

 bination of blood, with capital ribs, neck, and loins, 

 and a very prolific breeder, and, like Baroness, the first 

 yearling prize at Dublin, has wisely bounded her Ribbon 

 propensities. 



Victoria, by Hopewell, and the last calf of Britannia, 

 who struck us as a level, good-haired cow, with quite 

 a Booth head, has since quitted the herd, at a high price 

 for Lady Pigot's farm near Newmarket. Here, too, 

 was Sweetbriar, who would remind us of Captain Spen- 

 cer's Lizzy. She is a nice red cow, nearly a pure 

 Booth, with grand neck and ribs, and "a very speak- 

 ing" muzzle, and goes back to the Isabella tribe at 

 Warliiby. Old Primrose, a winner at the Cork Royal 

 in 1850, met our eye first in the tiled boxes, 

 still bearing all the stamp of Killerby, after her thirteen 

 years' pilgrimage. Hamlet, like Leonard, principally 

 got bull calves, and this is his first Irish daughter, and 

 the only one left at Westland. Next her was Flight, by 

 Hopewell, from a Hamlet cow, of the old Lady Ross 

 tribe, and her daughter Fly, also by Hopewell, and an 

 improvement on her dam. Fly has a wonderful coat, 

 and right well she must have needed it,"sleeping out the 

 whole winter through. Then came Empress, another 

 of the Hopewells, from old Lady Sarah, one of the finest 

 at Westland. She has a grand rib, and is the dam of the 

 young Windsor, whom Mr. Stratton has been using so 

 extensively, both this year and last. Anon we had a 

 glance at the fine fifteen-year ruin of old Bright Eyes. 

 She bore the first calf to Dr. M'Hale, in the shape of a 

 roan heifer, anl there is every li'^^e that the line 



may not end there. We also looked at Moss Rose, the 

 dam of Captain Harbinger, and another of the roan 

 M'Hales, with some interest, as she is the only repre- 

 sentative of Roseberry, son of Raspberry, one of the 

 best bulls that ever trod the Warlaby pastures. Countess, 

 from Baroness, and an own sister to Baron HopewelU 

 was not a large, but a very neat cow, and occupied the 

 next box, along with Pride of the Pauline family — a good 

 cow, without any extra keep to help her, but decidedly 

 giving place to her fine- sized companion Hope, an own 

 sister to Sylph, and considered by some to be the plum 

 of Westland. She has just had a roan heifer-calf to 

 '* The Doctor," for which, at three weeks, 150 guineas 

 was offered by the Saxon in vain. Pearl, another 

 of the Pauline tribe, a clever young cow, like 

 the Hamlets in colour, greeted our arrival at 

 the next box, where she was installed with the 

 robust Red Violet, half-sister to Ruby ; and the in- 

 mates of the adjacent one were a yearling heifer. Flirt, 

 by Sir Samuel, from Flight, of the old Lady Ross sort, 

 and taking after her sire in colour ; and a fine-coated 

 red heifer, by Harbinger, from Gift, to whom we 

 perhaps gave the preference. Gem and The Queen, 

 both of them little more than two years old, and on the 

 point of calving, were winsome marrows ; and the 

 former, by Sir Samuel, from Ruby, is sold, to leave 

 after calving, for 100 gs. The Queen is a white heifer, 

 by Windsor, from Countess, and though her being 

 due to calve to Dr. M'Hale so early may have some- 

 what stayed her growth, she will no doubt branch out 

 her royal arms, when summer suns shine on the Meath 

 meadows. A red yearling, by Harbinger, from Rose- 

 bud, of Roseberry descent, and a red and white by 

 Paddy Hopewell, from Violet — the former for choice — 

 made up the last pair, and then we retraced our way to 

 the bull-yard, whose white hero had gone to sweep the 

 lists at Dublin. The senior among the ten was his 

 half-brother, the red and white Duke of Leinster, by 

 Harbinger, from Sylph, who promises in many points 

 to be as good as The Doctor, though he may never 

 equal him in size ; still there is little left to be desired 

 on that head, and his shoulders, ribs, and back are all 

 set in a capital mould. Master Harbinger, from Bloom, 

 is younger, and has much style about him, and plenty 

 of thick flesh ; and two October reds, from Pearl and 

 Prude, bring up the rear of the Harbinger division. 

 Dr. M'Hale leads off well with Leonidas, from Modish, 

 a very fine white young bull, of great size and substance, 

 with the true Leonard loin, and very like his sire. 

 Friar Tuck, from Ruby, is ten days his junior, and both 

 handsome and very large ; and of the four other rich 

 roans, from Baroness, Syren, Primrose, and Gift, The 

 Druid promises best at present, and although he will 

 have no pull on the score of age, we quite hope to see 

 him well to the fore at Dublin next spring. 



A ride of about a mile, past the stone quarry in 

 which old Harbinger lies buried, and fields dotted ^ ' 

 pure Leicesters, brought us to the avenue of oaks 

 leading to Kingsfort. The glen, that well-known meet 

 of the Meath hounds, with its artificial earths and its 

 rustic bridges, just faces the gate of the principal lodge, 



