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his Lincolns, R. Swannick his Cotswolds, and Lords 

 Sondes and Walsingham their magnificent Southdowns. 

 These were all fine specimens of our flocks. Mr. 

 Duckering sent his large white breed of pigs, and myself 

 and several exhibitors Berkshires and other varieties. 



It was no easy matter to select herdsmen for so long 

 a journey. I had arranged that my herdsman, a fine 

 tall specimen of a Highlander, should take charge of 

 my cattle, and act as a sort of head-man over the others. 

 He had prepared to don his full Highland costume ; 

 but just before he started he received an advantageous 

 offer from Mr. Tait, the manager of the Queen's show 

 farm, to return to her Majesty's service, and I was 

 reluctantly obliged to waive my hope of exhibiting 

 to the denizens of Vienna the dignified presence and 

 martial costume of this gaunt Scotchman. Mr. Cook, 

 who engaged to convey the precious live freight to its 

 destination, provided an interpreter, a word my men 

 converted into a " terminator." 



I was accompanied by Mr. Kirbell, Lord Chesham's 

 farm-steward, who had never before been out of England. 

 We arrived at about 1 1 p.m. at Cologne. The next 

 morning I wanted to show m.y friend the cathedral and 

 other places of interest, as I had been there before on 

 more than one occasion. I took out my watch to alter 

 the time and set it by the cathedral clock, as it was 

 quite an hour out, being set to London time. Mr. 

 Kirbell stoutly refused to tamper with the hands of his 

 timepiece; he "was sure these foreign clocks were all 

 wrong," he had had his watch for nearly twenty years, 

 and had never altered it, and he would not do it then. 



