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*'The forest music is to hear the hounds 

 Rend the thin air, and with a lusty cry 

 Awake the drowsy echo, and confound 

 Their perfect language, in a mingled sound. " 



Day. 



For the records of by-gone days of joy, we feel happy 

 that our researches have been successful as related. They 

 embrace it will be perceived an interesting epoch, when 

 the Club was in the meredian glory of its efficiency and 

 proud success. 



A great example for imitation in more modern times. 

 It is to be lamented that the hunters chivalric spirit and 

 his generous mantle, has not descended to some enterpri- 

 sing spirited sons of fortune, in these our days to resi- 

 dents near the regions of abundant game. Fox hunting 

 would be at all events, a noble and harmless substitute, 

 for many prevailing idle and enervating recreations. 



In the year 1800, the Club reckoned about forty mem- 

 bers not more than one half of whom, were habitual or 

 efficient hunters. Too many chose to relinquish early ri- 

 sing, and exposure to invigorating frost, surmised danger, 

 and the apprehension of fatigue, for the cheerful and ex- 

 hilerating festive occasion, which always rounded off the 

 duties of the day, a good hunting dinner, flowing bowls 

 of governor, and sparkling goblets of madeira. All these 

 welcome refreshments, to these book recorded sportsmen, 

 must have been comparatively joyless; We cannot for- 

 bear exclaiming with the Prince of Denmark, 



