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THE HUNTERS ARCADIA. 



among them, and the sole object in life of many, is 

 an unquenchable longing to filch from those that are 

 better and less avaricious than themselves, the now 

 more than historical "loaves and fishes" gained by their 

 merits or by the patriotic deeds of their forefathers. 



Leaving what is now a dirty business, viz., politics, 

 on one side, I was about to shut up my glass, when 

 over its focus passed a new object. It was not for 

 a moment to be doubted what it was, for the erect 

 tips of horn, supported by several spiral twists, told 

 at once the tale. No, there was no room for doubt ; 

 it was the splendid adornments of a koodoo bull. 

 The ornaments I viewed might not have been the 

 property of either of the animals I made such a 

 contemptible display over the previous evening, but 

 if they were not the same, they were at least equal 

 to those of my former acquaintances, so I resolved, 

 coute qiie coute, to possess them. 



Woman, in all your freaks of fashion, it matters 

 not whether you wear chignons or puffs in your hair, 

 cut it short behind like schoolboys, or friz it over 

 your foreheads after the manner of Skye terriers, 

 I can admire you in all and every type of coiffure ; 

 but, with nervousness, I almost hesitate to say that 



