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so hot, thirsty and tired ; few of us refused Mrs. Arkwrij^ht's kind invitation 

 of refreshments for ourselves and gruel for our nags at 6 p.m. The brown 

 sherry was good, and we up-saddled, and the cry resounded, " Who's for 

 Melton ? " No ; " Who's for Epping ? " The challenge was quickly taken 

 up, and if no Dick Christian was there to play the fox, Roly Bevan was quite 

 equal to the occasion, and we set off in pursuit of him, nor drew rein until 

 Bevan stood on his head over the last fence on to Epping Plain ; the 

 se\enth putting green of the sporting Links of the Epping Golf Club 

 now marks the spot ; nearly all except Messrs. Dawson and Waters 

 having been choked off" by the pace or the country. 



James Green 



Here, says Mr. George Hart, is a specimen of a class 

 getting fewer and fewer every year — the true Old English 

 Farmer. He would tell you that it was a bad day when he 

 came home from hunting if he had not learnt something to 

 follow and something to avoid, from observing the system of 

 his brother farmers whose land he had been riding over. He 

 has generally a hunter to sell, and I should think has taken a 

 pretty good dividend out of them 



