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was consulted on every circumstance attending the 

 sport, and was indeed considered as a sort of mas- 

 ter of the subscription pack. Poor Dr. Aston ! 

 He has now run to earth himself; and a better 

 or a kinder bearted man, or so good a sportsman 

 of the old school, I shall never meet with again. 



Mr. Sutton, was another associate residing in 

 the same village. He was a surgeon and apothe- 

 cary, but having married a rich wife and inherited 

 a good sum of money from his father, he cared little 

 about practice ; which was indeed chiefly confined 

 to some wealthy families in the neighbourhood. His 

 manners were particularly pleasing ; and his appear- 

 ance smacked so little of Hippocrates that any one 

 who did not know bis profession would have taken 

 him for a good old English country squire. He 

 had always five or six first-rate hunters in his stable, 

 all kept in the best order, and a team of high bred 

 greyhounds, for he sometimes amused himself with 

 coursing. All these were under the especial care 

 of his old groom Joe, who was the oracle of the 

 neighbourhood with respect to horse-flesh. Joe 

 had known me from my boy-hood, and considered 

 me as a sort of pupil of his. If I took rather a 

 desperate leap, I looked round to see if Joe had 

 observed it ; if I bought a new horse, it was always 

 first shewn to Joe for his approbation. His master 

 had the greatest regard for him, and no two per- 

 sons were better suited for each other. Joe's pride 



