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best of us have only as mvich knowledge as it has pleased our Maker 

 to give us, and no more. Jack Wilson, the head whipper-in, stands 

 with the country, being accounted rather better than common. 



Among other qualities, Naylor is considered a wag, and plumes 

 himself upon now and then saying what he considers a good thing. 

 Whilst I was at York, a gentleman rode up to him, and addressed 

 him thus : — " Now, Naylor, you must mind what you are at to-day : 

 NiMROD will be out, and will have you in black and white." — " Lord 

 bless you, Sir," replied Naylor, " why I have forgotten more than 

 NiMROD will ever know." A sharp rebuke this; and all I have to 

 say is, that I think I have read that Wisdom vaunteth not itself, and 

 is not puffed up ; but God help the man %vho knoirs only what Mr. 

 Naylor has forgotten ! However, there is chaff and cockle in the 

 best grain ; so enough of this. Naylor is a good and faithful servant, 

 a capital kennel huntsman, and therefore entitled to great praise : 

 but we all pay the price of celebrity, and so must he. 



On Friday I returned to York, for the purpose of meeting the 

 York and Ainsty hounds the next morning. I sent a horse to 

 covert, and set out after him ; but the day was so tempestuous that 

 I turned back on the road, and the very keenest of the sportsmen 

 were obliged to give it in, and return home, drenched to their very 

 skins. The evening proved fair, and I despatched my horses to 

 Easingwold, on their road to Eaby Castle, whither I was under 

 engagement to follow them on the succeeding Tuesday. 



Accordingly, on Sunday the 18th, I took leave of York, and went 

 to Norton Conyers on my road to Raby Castle. I arrived just in 

 pudding time, and was happy to find the worthy Baronet had nearly 

 got the better of his painful complaint, and was recovering the effects 

 of his bad fall.''' 



On the 19th, I proceeded to Raby Castle, where its Noble owner 

 had arrived only two days before from rather a long visit to London, 

 having been very reluctantly detained by what he most appropriately 



* Whilst I was absent from Yorkshire, this sporting Baronet got an awkward 

 floorer with Sir Tatton Sykes's hounds. They had been going very best pace 

 for aboat a quarter of an hour, wlien his horse wished to decline a very awkward 

 fence. His rider, however, was not to be denied ; and the consequence was 

 the fracture of the collar bone and other severe injuries. 



