The Royal Bttckhounds. 2 7 1 



resembled a regiment of very irregular cavalry — 

 numbers careering about on sorry-looking steeds in 

 a strange and erratic manner ; but these were the 

 many — the few well-known sportsmen being Lord 

 Carington and Mr. Frank King, representing the 

 Melton division ; Mr. Shoolbred, the Rugby ; and Mr. 

 Wilhs, the regular riders with the Royal pack, whose 

 ardour for the sport is not diminished, though for 

 forty long years he has followed the fortune of the 

 Queen's to my certain knowledge ; Mr. Willis, jun., 

 seeking a little relaxation after his college studies, 

 which, however, did not appear to have injured his 

 constitution ; Mr. Douglas, of Hounslow, from whom- 

 1 was sorry to receive a not very satisfactory report 

 of the condition of Lord Hardwicke, the injuries 

 received in the fall he met with a few days since 

 having been serious ; Mr. Frank Sherborne, of Bed- 

 font, as well as several ladies, who were not to be 

 daunted by a crowd, including Miss Parsons, Mrs. 

 Brock, and several others, with whose names I am 

 unacquainted, and one fair, smiling girl, on a light 

 bay horse, who seemed to thoroughly enjoy the 

 sport, and who will be best described in the lines of 

 Wordsworth, — 



" A creature not too bright or good, 

 For human nature's daily food ; 

 For transient sorrow's simple wiles, 



Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles." 



Little time was lost in uncarting the deer, which 

 was an untried animal, good enough for the occasion, 

 as the crowd surrounded and mobbed him, boys 

 on the topmost trees yelled at him, and men 

 on horseback, families in four-wheeled chaises, and 



