292 SHIKAR SKETCHES. 



* To my virtues ever kind, 

 To my faults a little blind.' 



Finally, I have added a few Indian sporting 

 songs and verses, all of them, with a few excep- 

 tions, culled from the old Oriental Sporting 

 Magazine. The names of their authors I have 

 been unable to ascertain, except in a few iso- 

 lated instances, and so I have appended the nom 

 de plume under which each one wrote. I am 

 induced to do this from constantly having heard 

 the words of such songs asked for, both in the 

 sporting papers and verbally ; and, knowing the 

 pleasure it has afforded me to peruse the spirited 

 lines of many of these songs, I have thought that 

 presenting them in a collected form may prove 

 not unacceptable to my readers if haply I 

 should find any. To their authors, should they 

 fortunately be alive, I must tender my most 

 humble apologies for quoting them, and can only 

 ask them to let the perusal of their charming 

 lines afford as much pleasure to others as they 

 have to me. 



And now, kind reader, farewell. If through 

 reading these lines you may be induced for a 

 season to forego the pleasures and luxuries of 

 sport at home, and direct your steps to the far 

 East, I think you will say that ' the game was 



