HUNTING RECOLLECTIONS. 71 



The London Division are here pretty strong-, 

 Mr. Saunders among them, who never goes wrong; 

 Whate'er be the country, whate'er be the pace, 

 He is sure to be found in a very front place. 



The Doctors' profession is well represented, 

 They always are out when they are not prevented. 

 Which of the number to ride is the harder — 

 Marshall of Wickford, or Billericay Carter? 



From the " Hatch of the Pilgrim " comes a neat man, 

 His name I won't mention, for guess it you can ; 

 He rides his brown hunter with judgment and care, 

 He knows well his value — he's a *' sort " very rare. 



There's a Paddy from Brentwood, who's fond of the 



chase, 

 The belle Emerald Isle ever boasts a keen race. 

 With the staghounds he used to go very well, 

 Now he's sure to be in at Reynard's death knell. 



Old Hornchurch sends three, who each ride a grey : 

 They are bound to drop in for a pretty long day ; 

 May they stick to the sport and never say die ! 

 And long hear of the pack the melodious cry ! 



From Mascalls here's one, who has joined us of late : 

 With Essex and hunting he has cast in his fate ; 

 Excuse an old line — I must beat a retreat — 

 " He's a good'un to follow : a bad'un to beat !" 



I must not forget the Vet., Henry L , 



Who always has got a nice one to sell ; 



His hands and his nerve are uncommonly good — 



He cuts out the work, whate'er be his mood. 



Of Yeomen, I am sorry to say, we've but few. 

 But those that we have are good men and true — 

 Davis, Crush, Asplin, Offin, and Gale — 

 They all go like birds in the South Essex vale. 



