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no sympathy. There's pleasure in know- 

 ing where cubs abound, and in seeing 

 the young entry take to their quarry, and 

 in getting your new purchase from 

 Tattersall's nicely to your hand; while 

 to one who loves and admires nature, 

 what is more beautiful than woodland 

 scenery bathed in richest autumn colours 

 and tints, and the awakening of bird and 

 animal life as cheerily breaks the smiling 

 morn? The man who trudges from his 

 cradle to his grave, blind or indifferent 

 to the impressive beauty of nature, misses 

 something, and for such a one I have 

 lumps of pity and a smattering of 

 contempt. 



I generally had one or two farming 

 pupils about this time, and we enjoyed 

 life immensely, hunting, shooting, and 

 coursing, and the good things of this life 

 in general. One of these said pupils 



