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may not be what he once was (see his desponding letter to Marcus 

 Marius, after the battle of Pharsalia), he may not be a very efficient 

 character in the line of life he has chosen, as he now is, and where is 

 the man, at the age of forty, to whom the " non sum qualis" will not 

 very aptly apply ? I am happy to say, then, that, all things considered 

 — hard services by day and by night ; namely, stout foxes in the morn- 

 ing, and foxes' heads in the evening — I found my noble friend, and 

 patron as I may here call him, looking as fresh and as well, as I should 

 think he himself could expect. True to his time, as he always is, he was 

 waiting for me in the road, and our meeting was such as between bro- 

 thers in soul — idolatrous worshippers of the same deity — may very easily 

 be imagined. For, in the words of one poet — 



*' There are in nature certain SA-mpathies, 



By which congenial souls are linked together, 

 Whose powerful influence attracts our minds. 

 By some enchantment not to be explain'd." 



And, in the words of another — 



** Congenial passions souls together bind. 

 And every calling mingles with its kind ; 

 Soldier unites with soldier, swain with swain, 

 Tlie mariner with him that roves the main." 



" I hope you have straps to your trousers," said his lordship, as 1 

 descended from the coach-box, *' for I told you I should put you on the 

 pig-skin as soon as you arrived. Here is a whipper-in's horse waiting 

 for you, and, as we have an hour or two to spare, I'll show you some of 

 my country, before you arrive at the huntsman s stall '^ He did show 

 me some of his country, and some beautiful whin covers as well ; but, as 

 I shall describe both his countries at a future time, I shall content myself 

 with observing, that, although I had had a good account of this, his Turriff 



