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ness, combined with the manhness of character that 

 is not unfreqnently found in a true Enghsh sports- 

 man. 



Amongst the many who were attracted to this 

 beautiful spot was Mrs. Froude Bellew, of Rhyll, 

 whose husband is the Master of the Dulverton Fox- 

 hounds, an elegant horsewoman, and a grand per- 

 former across country, not mounted this day, but 

 hunting on wheels, accompanied by her sister, Mrs. 

 Rowcliffe, Colonel and j\Irs. Festing, accompanied by 

 their two youthful sons, mounted upon capital ponies ; 

 Lord Rocksavage, Captain Marshall, an extremely 

 cheerful companion, as I subsequently found ; Mr. 

 Nicholas Snow, Master of the Stars of the West, an ex- 

 cellent sportsman ; Captain Doddington, of Coombe ; 

 Miss Jeykell, Mr. Chorley, Master of the Quarm 

 Harriers; the Rev. Mr. Anderson, of ^\'insford, and 

 a host more well-known riders with his popular 

 pack. 



Looking down upon this beautiful scenery, I ob- 

 serve no less than thirty vessels in the bay, the hounds 

 busy drawing the cover that runs down to Porlock, 

 the wide expanse of moorland that was visible in 

 whatever direction the eye turned ; and I thought 

 there was nothing wanted to make it thoroughly 

 enjoyable, excepting a find. I therefore left my 

 pleasant companions and the society of the sociable 

 Devon and Somerset squires and dames of high 

 degree, and wandered by the cover side, where I 

 was speedily rewarded by the sight of a noble 

 stag, which went away from Whitestone Park, and 

 over Hawkcombe. Then Mr. Blissett rode up, and 

 the words of a well-known song came across my 



