MR. SHIRLEY.— IB-^a. 157 



Farnborough to the right \vc \ iew, 

 ,As we the flying game pursue ; 

 Then off for Whinuey Compton turn'd, 

 As fiercer still with ardour burn'd 

 The silent pack. Diverg'd again, 

 And turn'd short to the left — Sportsmen 

 Seeing how well the pack inhale 

 The fervid scent, dash up the vale 

 To Itchington's infertile wild, 

 Where horses, not a few, w-ere foiled. 

 Next off to Chesterton he flew, 

 Whilst we as fast his foot pursue ■. 

 The wood, our game, tho' not in sight, 

 Left near a furlong to the right. 

 By Moreton Morrell, where the pace 

 Was much the quickest in the chase ; 

 At Walton reynard took to earth, 

 His refuge, if not place of birth. 



A fox so gallant, fleet, and stout. 

 Could we ungallantly dig out ? 



The chase lasted one hour and 50 minutes, and was as 

 good and fine a run as any Sportsman could desire to 

 witness. 



The conduct of a Gentleman Sportsman renders him an object 

 of veneration to his friends, an ornament to society, and an honour to 

 his country. He is the very man upon wliom ' Nature seems to have 

 lavished her choicest gifts,' without the need of embellishment from 

 the interposition of art. So says a Veteran Sportsman, and from our 

 own observations mc can confirm the fact. 



The first year a fox is called a cub ; tlie second year a fox ; and 

 the third year an old fox. 



