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lived — one whose genial manners and kind disposition endeared him 

 to all who had the good fortune to come in contact with him ; Mr. 

 Robinson, who was not only the finest horseman and best rider to 

 hounds I have ever known, but the least jealous person that ever 

 followed hounds over a country ; Mr. Lloyd, the best man of his 

 weight (he rode fully i6st.) that ever crossed this deep plough — one 

 whom no fence was too strong for ; and, lastly, poor old Orvis, the 

 cheeriest of huntsmen and the most civil of servants. Four better- 

 known men, and whose loss would be more deeply mourned for, could 

 not be found anywhere. Aeqi/iesca?it in pace. The days of the York 

 are numbered for the present — never, I am afraid, again to equal the 

 last few years. 



Note 46, p. 206. 



A sketch of this seat was made for the Author in the year 1S33, 

 and the original then existed in the garden of General Moore, at 

 Hampton Court. 



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