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fully later on. For years we rode together, 

 and in the evening of our lives, after we had 

 had reluctantly to leave the Chase to those 

 with the years on their side, yet we loved to 

 linger again over the days that were gone, as 

 what old sportsman would not ? 



I would not like to own up to the number 

 of boxes of cigars we have smoked together 

 when, by the fireside of an evening, we have 

 called up again the days of vigorous manhood, 

 the hunts we had, and some of the exploits 

 that we accomplished. But the " Tally-ho ! " 

 has sounded for the last time for my dear old 

 comrade, as soon now it must also call to me. 

 Yet there is nought to regret in having lived 

 the full, vigorous, upright, true English life 

 that was Charles Lindsell's, who was the 

 very soul of honour, and one of the very 

 few men, indeed, of whom it can be truthfully 

 said, even in these defamatory days, that 

 " No man had a word to say against him." 

 Ah! I cannot pay too great a tribute to 

 my friend, the last of my old school. In all 

 the relations of life Charles Lindsell strictly 



