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had he not baulked them by going to earth in 

 a pit. So strong was the gale that the time of 

 many was employed in the undignified em- 

 ployment of hat hunting, the conventional 

 chimney-pot performing fantastic evolutions 

 before coming to anchor in the nearest ditch. 

 This reminds me of a novel remedy adopted 

 by the Marquis of Tweeddale, who used 

 to hunt with the Belvoir hounds some 

 years ago, and was a very resolute man 

 across country. He pursued the simple ex- 

 pedient of securing his head-gear by strings of 

 broad ribbon tied in a bow under the chin, 

 somewhat after the style of elderly ladies of that 

 period when bonnets were of more capacious 

 dimensions than the bewitching excuses of the 

 present day. Of course this subjected him to 

 good natured badinage, for which he cared 

 not a jot. 



