American Big-Game Hunting 
I explained to him that “that chap Lorne” 
had made himself ridiculous forever at the 
Queen's: Jubilee.) Then, as) I did not 
know, I told him how the marquis had in- 
sisted on riding in the procession upon a 
horse, against which the Prince of Wales, 
aware of the tame extent of his horseman- 
ship, had warned him. In the middle of the 
pageant, the Queen in her carriage, the 
crowned heads of Europe escorting her on 
horseback, and the whole world looking on — 
at this picturesque moment, Lorne fell off. I 
was not sure that T felt fully how inap- 
propriate a time this was for a marquis to 
tumble from his steed. 
“TI believe the Queen sent somebody,” I 
continued. 
jp Where: said) i: 
“To him. She probably called the nearest 
king and said: ‘Frederick, Lorne’s off. Go 
and see if he’s hurt.’” 
‘“¢And if he ain’t hurt, Aurvt him,” said 
, completing her Majesty’s thought. 
This second billy seemed to me twice the 
size of a domestic goat. He was certainly 
twice the weight. His hide alone weighed 
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