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and frequently travels by train with his cornopean. If 

 he is in a carriage by himself, he asks no leave, but 

 blows away, but if there are other people in it, he puts 

 to them an awful question, which no man dares to him- 

 self to answer in the negative : " Do you like music?" 

 Every man is sure to say "yes," when out comes 

 the instrument, similar in its unsparing tenacity to 

 " Facey's flute," which moved " Me Oncle Gilroy " to 

 tears, and " Soapy Sponge" to playing at cards, and 

 the passengers are plied to such an extent, that tliey 

 have for ever after an antipathy to anything like a 

 wind instrument. I saw the train at the Spetchley sta- 

 tion in Worcestershire deliver upon the platform Lord 

 Arundel's travelling companions, none of whom had 

 ever seen him before. They came forth delirious 

 ghosts, getting out they knew not where, and asking 

 incoherent questions for quiet inns, while Arundel 

 looked out after them, laughing, and winking at me 

 as nmch as to say, " I've given them enough of it." 



To return to the more legitimate theme of my 

 J\eminiscences, Mr. Boultbee was with me, when in 

 July 1853, Druid found a buck in AVotton enclosure. 

 Now, as to this buck, I must tell a curious circum- 

 stance, for I am sure he was the same that I had found 

 in the winter : the fact at first looked as if it went 

 far to prove that fays, wood demons, or fairies, still 

 occasionally used their magic wands. Orders were 

 o-iven that none of us were to kill any male deer, wdiich 

 would sell the next summer as warrantable venison. 

 Therefore, according to the strict intention of this 

 commnnd, fawns, does prickets, sorels, and sors, were 

 alone free to be hunted. The heads of old bucks, 

 with their antlers on, are ever marketable things, 

 and belong to the keepers ; and I am perfectly con- 



