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II. 



Hurrah for the " flies " and the " drops " which we meet, 

 That make the best horseman sit back in his seat ; 

 Hurrah for our banks, our brooks and our ditches, 

 When hard by the tail of the South Durham bitches. 



III. 



Cheers for the man who ever rides straight, 

 Who flies every fence and jumps every gate ; 

 Cheers, too, for the man who comes down a cropper, 

 And cares not a rap though he 's smashed in his "topper.' 



IV. 

 Our task is no Hght one — your patience we crave. 



So Hst just a moment, while we tip you a stave ; "^ 



And if aught should appear to hurt or offend, 

 Just give us the cue, and our words we will mend. 



V. 

 Great Stainton 's the meet on a fine Autumn day, 

 The air 's very clear, the wind the right way ; 

 A gay troop of horsemen from East and from West, 

 From North and from South, the bravest and best. 



VI. 



The Master,^ to whom precedence is due. 

 With huntsmen and hounds soon comes into view ; 

 The lady" beside them they look at with pride, 

 Though to hunting lon^-wedded, is only a bride. 



VII. 

 Both Master and Mistress are well known to all, 

 In farm house and cottage, in village and hall ; 

 From Thornley to Elton, most farmers you meet 

 Will tell you they "ken them vary well for to greet." 



VIII. 

 There's Claxon the huntsman on his favourite " Nun," 

 With his beauties beside him all keen for the fun ; 

 At the sound of his horn bold reynard oft flies, 

 Ere a note 's heard again, bold reynard oft dies. 

 'Mr. and ^Mrs. Ord. 



