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perty, with a purse of £21 odd, subscribed by gentle- 

 men hunting with the Devon and Somerset, as an 

 acknowledgment of his services in harbouring deer 

 in this locality, we proceeded to draw for a hare in 

 the brown heather. A short time only elapses before 

 puss jumps up and goes away merrily ; the scent is 

 bad, but we hunt her across the turnip field, through 

 the meadows, back to the heather clad hill where 

 we found her, and ran into her after about fifteen 

 minutes' sharp going. Then the weather clears up, 

 and the bright sun dries my saturated garments, 

 and up jumps a good hare and goes away a clinker. 

 Charlie is my darling on this occasion, and carries me 

 at a rattling pace after these clever hounds. For 

 upwards of an hour we raced after this game hare, 

 and finally ran into her in a turnip field, and " Who- 

 whoop ! " Avas the cry. Then being invited by Mr. 

 Lovelace, upon whose farm we killed the hare, to 

 have some luncheon, I again experienced the hospi- 

 tality which is one of the prevailing features of 

 Devon and Somerset. 



