They view him now, and what a rush ! 

 It is a glorious burst ; 

 'Tis " Saffron " now, 'tis " Stormer " yet ! 

 Ah ! " Gaylad" has him first. 



" Give me a pad," young Oswald cries, 

 His riding was a caution ; 

 His sister, who went well, is there. 

 The Brush shall be her portion. 



'* Give me a pad," George Prentice said, 

 " To nail upon my door ;" 

 " And me, and me," the others cry, 

 Alas ! he has but four. 



" The Hounds all up but one," says Jack, 

 A Hound of evil habit ; 

 Ha ! what's that going o'er the hill ? 

 'Tis " Kestor " with a rabbit ! 



But we must let him off this time, 

 Nor Avhip, nor rate be heard ; 

 'T would never do to damp our joy — 

 His punishment's deferred. 



And now for home ; and though they say 

 The " Eastern "f pack's the best. 

 Then come and try, ye Eastern swells, 

 A gallop with the " AYest." 



Erom SiE Arthue Halkett. 

 Pitfirrane, Feb., 1877. 



t Colonel Anstruther Thomson hunted the East of Fife ; Sir Arthur 

 Flalkett the West. 



