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So old care we'll defy, 



For, with hounds in full cry. 

 Sure the veriest duffer can pound him ; 



A gap e'er so small 



Will ensure the rogue's fall 

 From his seat at our cantle, confound him. 



HOW THEY COURTED. 



HARLEY HUTCHINSON was, perhaps, a 

 bit of a rake, and yet there was never any 

 real harm at the bottom of him, even at 

 the time of which I write, when, having selected the 

 arm}' as a profession, he proceeded to devote the few 

 months intervening ere his examination to, I fear, 

 an3'thing but attentive application to his studies. 

 The fact is, that in addition to a strong partiality 

 for billiards, rackets, and such other amusements as 

 he could get in busy London, he had also fallen 

 desperately in love, and that, too, with a very pre- 

 possessing young lady, residing temporarily at the 

 Seminary next door but one to his Tutor's ; and if 

 the course of true love never did run smooth, Charley 

 had no right to grumble at some incidents in his 

 own courtship being decidedly against the collar. 



