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he was a very intimate friend of his, and that he had educated his 

 nephews — pointing to Lord Ongley and his brother then in the field. 



" Quern Jupiter odit, paedagogum facit," is a very ancient proverb, 

 but here is an exception to the rule. Neither gods nor men could 

 pass such a sentence on the Doctor, for I was assured by a friend 

 there was not a blot in his escutcheon. It appears, however, that 

 he takes a few young men of fashion under his roof, whom, if they 

 will not be made scholars, he is certain to make gentlemen. It 

 amused me much to hear, that, when applied to by parents to 

 receive their sons, he always reminds them that he is a sportsman ; 

 and why should he not be ? Agesilaus being asked what was most 

 proper for boys to learn, answered, " what they ought to do when 

 they became men." Now, as nine out of ten of that class of young 

 men the Doctor is likely to have the handling of are almost sure to 

 be sportsmen, a lesson now and then from the Doctor on so classical 

 a subject as hunting would no doubt be of service to them. A 

 gentleman should know something of everything ; and we must all 

 remember the rebuke the young Eoman nobleman received from the 

 Oracle of his country for being ignorant of one of its commonest 

 laws. The nobleman, says Cicero, set to work in earnest, and 

 became a better lawyer than the Oracle. 



A hunting parson, and a parson who hunts, should not be confounded 

 together; they are as different as Paley's drunkard and the man who 

 may sometimes be drunk. The following is a good anecdote on this 

 subject. The circumstance that gave rise to it occurred to a brother 

 of my own, also of the sacerdotal order, and who can ride well to 

 hounds. Trotting over one day to call on a brother clergyman, 

 mounted on a clever grey horse, and rather good about the boots 

 and breeches, he saw his friend walking at some distance in his 

 grounds, accompanied by another person. On cantering up to him, 

 he found it was his diocesan. After looking him over for a minute 



or two, the Bishop observed — " , you put me in mind of a 



brother prelate of mine, who met one of his clergy in the road, not 

 very canonically dressed (I don't allude to you, added his Lordship), 

 but mounted on a very fine black horse ; on which he patted him on 

 the neck, and said, ' You are a noble animal, and I wish your 

 master was as clerically dressed as you are.' " His Lordship 



