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splendour^ some for their neatness, and some even for their 

 eccentricity. The undressing, as I may term the doffing of 

 the upper coat, the shaggy spencer and fur cravat ( I will 

 not for the credit of sportsmen call it boa ) was rather an 

 amusing process, and it not unfrequently hai)pened that on 

 the arrival of a fresh carriage, the observers curious in 

 menagerie crowded round to see how each Sportsman would 

 strip, whether into a green Duke, a blue Duke, a man of 

 black mail, or a scarlet runner. In the meantime, to complete 

 the scene, the elegant ladies resident or visiting at Farn- 

 borough appeared on the lawn, and Boxall politely paraded 

 the pack before them along a sunk fence, in order to enable 

 them to have a near view of the hounds. 1 



Among the Sportsmen were three successive masters 

 of the Warwickshire hounds, Mr. Fjellowes, Mr. Russell, 

 and Mr. Thornhill. In addition to these I noticed Sir 

 Walter Carew, the popular master of a pack in the West 

 of England, Lord Edward Somerset, from his brother 

 the Duke of Beaufort's country. Lord Clonmell, with 

 several of Mr. Drake's men. Lord Kinnaird from Melton, 

 &c. It is needless to remark upon the splendid studs which 

 such a meeting collected together, or how desirous every 

 one felt the sport on this day should bear some proportion 

 to the numbers collected. 



1 The huntsman feels a secret pride, an inward feeling of self- 

 gratification, which he does not openly express, when he can ride up 

 to the heel of his hounds in a rapid bui'st, or at the end of a long and 

 very severe run. He has many difficulties to encounter, and duties 

 to perform, which do not, in common, belong to any other person 

 present, and if he should be fortunate enough to overcome them all, 

 on that day he must be the happiest man in the field. These remarks 

 equally apply to every one of that useful and interesting class of men, 

 who knows his duty, and is determined to do it. 



