24 WARWICK WOODLANDS. 



my bottle, or a charge out of my flask ! That's right, old 

 Trojan, isn't it ?" with a good slap on Tom's broad shoulder. 



" Shot ! Shot why Shot ! don't you know me, old dog ?" 

 cried Tom, as the two setters bounded into the room, joyful at 

 their release " good dog ! good Chase !" feeding them with 

 great lumps of beef. 



" Avast ! there Tom have done with that," cried Harry ; 

 "you'll have the dogs so full that they can't run." 



" Why, how'd you like to hunt all day without your break- 

 fasthey ?" 



" Here, lads ! here, lads ! wh-e-ew !" and followed by his 

 setters, with his gun under his arm, away went Harry ; and 

 catching up our pieces likewise, we followed, nothing loth, Tim 

 bringing up the rear with the two spaniels fretting in their 

 couples, and a huge black thorn cudgel, which he had brought, 

 as he informed me, " all t' way from bonny Cawoods." 



It was as beautiful a morning as ever lighted sportsmen to 

 their labors. The dew, exhaled already from the long grass, 

 still glittered here and there upon the shrubs and trees, though 

 a soft fresh south-western breeze was shaking it thence mo- 

 mently in bright and rustling showers ; the sun, but newly 

 risen, and as yet partially enveloped in the thin gauze-like mists 

 so frequent at that season, was casting shadows, seemingly end- 

 less, from every object that intercepted his low rays, and 

 chequering the whole landscape with that play of light and 

 shade, which is the loveliest accessory to a lovely scene ; and 

 lovely was the scene, indeed, as e'er was looked upon by painter's 

 or by poet's eye how then should humble prose do justice 

 to it? 



Seated upon the first slope of a gentle hill, midway of the 

 great valley heretofore described, the village looked due south, 

 toward the chains of mountains, which we had crossed on the 

 preceding evening, and which in that direction bounded the 

 landscape. These ridges, cultivated half-way up their swelling 

 sides, which lay mapped out before our eyes in all the various 

 beauty of orchards, yellow stubbles, and rich pastures dotted 

 with sleek and comely cattle, were rendered yet more lovely 

 and romantic, by here and there a woody gorge, or rocky chasm, 

 channelling their smooth flanks, and carrying down their tribu- 

 tary rills, to swell the main stream at their base. Toward 

 these we took our way by the same road which we had followed 

 in an opposite direction on the previous night but for a short 



