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Next to attract my attention was Lord Cork, 

 accompanied by Ins daughter on a thorough -bred 

 bay of high courage, requiring considerable nerve 

 on the part of the youthful equestrienne, who, 

 however, seemed quite at home on her somewhat 

 impetuous steed. Coming along at a rapid rate is 

 Miss Kingscote, riding an eager little horse which 

 she managed with nerve, curbing, but not without 

 difficulty, the somewhat fiery nag. Accompanying 

 her daughter is Lady Emily Kingscote, with Lord 

 Rocksavage in attendance; a noble young sportsman, 

 who many a time and oft I have seen going the 

 pace over the heather-clad hills, the verdant vales, 

 and leafy combes of Devon and Somerset, or 

 traversing th'e vast expanse of heather-clad moor- 

 land when hunting the wild red deer across 

 Exmoor, in the autumn of the year. Then passes 

 an excellent horseman, one I have seen chasing 

 the wily fox with the West Kent, pursuing the timid 

 hare with his freshly acquired pack of harriers, or 

 coursing the red deer along the glades of Bridge 

 Park. Ah ! a dangerous man to follow is Lord 

 George Nevill across a stiff country ; quiet as he 

 looks when cantering along the Row with a party of 

 ladies, he will in all probability bring you to grief 

 if you choose him for a pilot, and I speak from ex- 

 perience. Then there passes another good man, 

 Captain Mydleton, who at times may be seen giving 

 an Empress a lead across the big fields of Leicester- 

 shire at the tail of the Pytchley. Following the strh g 

 of riders in the Row is Sir Watkin Wynn on a sedate 

 weight carrier, a good walker and doubtless pleasant 

 hack, or he would not be carrying that good judge. 



