iC3 NIMROUS NORTHERN TOUR. 



that nature likely to be understood by the hounds. " No holloa- 

 ing/' cried Walker (I was close to him at the moment), " if they 

 can't kill him without that, let him live." Observe capping for 

 the men is allowed with the Fife hounds ; and it was now getting 

 late in the day for the chance of finding another fox. 



The master of fox-hounds of whom I have spoken as having 

 been in the field on this day, was Mr. Dalyell, then at the head 

 of the Forfarshire hounds, but now, as your readers know, of the 

 Puckeridge, in every respect a worthy successor of the much la- 

 mented Mr. H anbury. Mr. Dalyell was on a visit to his brother- 

 in-law, Sir Ralph Anstruther (whose sister he married), and 

 having been previously introduced to his character as a sports- 

 man and a gentleman, I was gratified at being made known to 

 bim personally. 



But I must hark back to the captain, as this was the first and 

 last time of my seeing him. Of the captain's oratorical exhibi- 

 tions on the hustings, some excellent anecdotes are " afloat," as 

 he himself would say. Having gone to sea at the age of eleven 

 years, when he could but just write his name, and having received 

 no other education than that which he got on board a man of 

 war no great shakes, I believe, in those days the flowers of 

 oratory were, he said (in a speech at Cupar), not to be expected 

 from him. Yet there is a language which, like the poet's beauty, 

 when " unadorned is adorned the most " a style of speaking ad- 

 mirably adapted to the refined taste of a radical mob, and that 

 style is the captain's. Now then for a specimen. " I say, captain," 

 cried one of the unwashed to him, under the hustings, whilst 

 undergoing the catechizing which those gentry are now prone 

 to inflict on all such a"s solicit the honour of representing them in 

 a certain place; "how do you mean to vote about the bishops ?" 



41 Hold your tongue, you ," roared the captain, " what &Q you 



know about bishops ?" " I say, captain," bawled another of the 

 unclean ; " are you for annual elections ?" " No, you d d 

 fool." replied the captain, " nor would you be for them, if you had 

 to pay for them" Now, if not the honesty, there is the bluntness 

 of the sailor in both these replies ; and, strange to say, the rhe- 

 toric of a Cicero would have no chance against such eloquence 

 as this, with the class of persons to whom it was addressed. 

 Indeed, the captain himself furnishes the proof, forasmuch as he 

 Is popular amongst the ot TroXAot, and, I am told, has a peculiar 

 manner of initiating himself into their favour. For example: 

 Suppose he wanted one of his constituents to open a gate for 

 him, or hold his horse, he would address him thus : " Come 

 here, you ten-pound radical rascal, and open this gate." All this 

 appears strange at first sight, but unaccountable as it may seem 



