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special a few years since to look after the very diffi- 

 cult drainage of Towneley Park. 



He was waiting for us on the rustic bridge at the 

 edge of the pheasant woods, through which you reach 

 the steading from the Castle. Some blue Spanish, 

 a breed which his lordship especially values for winter 

 laying, were sunning themselves, and the photogra- 

 pher was taking advantage of the gleam, to hit off Rob 

 Hoy, son of Bridegroom. The sweet- looking, massive 

 Fosco, who has not misspent his hours since Stirling, 

 and was walking 22i cwt., had just been hit off; but 

 white bulls never seem to come out so well as roan, 

 and look too much like the Charolais. Allan, of the 

 thick, level form and beautiful fore -leg occupied the 

 next box, and bids fair, although he rather lacks 

 liberty in his fore-quarter, to make himself felt in the 

 show field. 



The red Towneley Yiolante was in the next box ; and 

 then came Rosa Bonheur, who has been placed second 

 and third at the Highland already, Rosebud, Rosa 

 Lee, whose day seemed almost over, the useful roan 

 Warlabina, Fair Maid of Perth, of sound, old- 

 fashioned Ladykirk look and blood, Princess Royal, 

 and Jeanette, a little red, who was third at Kelso, and, 

 save Rosebud, the only Dick left. There were thirty- 

 eight in all, and the calves principally by Allan, one 

 of them as wealthy as himself, but throwing back to 

 the staring, flecked coat of Barnaby Rudge through 

 his dam. Still, the pair of West Highland calves 

 which had come very kindly to hand were quite the 



