CHAPTER XIX 



REMINISCENT 



The following reminiscences I have been privileged to receive 

 from some of my brother's more intimate friends, for inclusion 

 in this Memoir. A pathetic interest attaches to the notes, so 

 kindly sent to me by the Countess of Minto, and which were 

 found among her husband's papers after his death ; notes, alas ! 

 which were never completed. 



From Lord Minto. 



("I found several sheets of paper in which the following was 

 written in pencil. I think it must have been almost the last 

 thing he did before he was laid up January 5, 1914." Note 

 by the Countess of Minto, June 17, 191 4.) 



Maunsell Richardson was a year junior to me at Cambridge. 

 The first time we ever met was, I believe, at a " drag luncheon " 

 at French's. I can see him now, leaning up against the window- 

 sill, a lithe, active young figure, very fair, with fair, slightly 

 curling hair, in a braided velvet coat, such as some of us wore 

 in those days. I did not know who he was, but in the after- 

 noon we met in "the drag." It was the Stowe Fox Drag. I 

 don't know if that line still exists, but it was my favourite line, 

 and we rode the two best hirelings in Cambridge — Harlequin 

 and The General. He rode Harlequin, a chestnut full of 



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