HUNTING RECOLLECTIONS. 69 



From Weald, too, hails one who comes of a line 

 Of real good fox hunters ; hark back a long time ! 

 He's off to East Essex, may he see the sport there 

 Of which in South Essex he has had a fair share. 



Here's the M.P. for Middlesex on a slashing fine bay, 

 Who carries him well thro' the deep Essex clay; 

 He's as keen as a young 'un for the noblest of sport, 

 May him his constituents always support ! 



His son, too, looks in sometimes from the Shires, 

 And seems to care nought for the rough Essex briars ; 

 He shows us his coat tails whate'er be his mount — 

 The number of fences he jumps I can't count. 



What a good weight-carrier ! his colour is grey. 

 His rider has plenty of " Courage " they say, 

 A first-rate supporter of E. Union Hunt, 

 If money is wanted he's e'er to the front. 



From Boyles come the brothers we all know so well, 

 Both very good sportsmen — a tyro might tell. 

 We thank them for many a capital run. 

 From Blunt 's Wall or Arnold's we've seen some good 

 fun. 



The Squire of Woodham, and his sons, too, are out, 

 Keen sportsmen the trio, of that there's no doubt; 

 How many a run they give us from Hazeleigh — 

 I have seen one and all go uncommon bravely. 



Then Durwards turns out one in faultless attire, 

 His pluck and his get-up we all must admire, 

 Long may his stable hold the gallant rat-tail. 

 Who carries his owner o'er fences and rail. 



A quartet from Warley — a father and sons — 

 All capital rides who see the good runs. 

 No more popular man than the Squire of Warley, 

 We wish that the gout didn't try him so sorely. 



From Marshalls here's one whose appearance is rare, 

 For fox-hunting he does not very much care ; 

 He loves a straight galop with staghounds I know, 

 And with them he knows very well how to go. 



