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has begun, to inhale the fresh air of the 

 early morning, to exercise his unconditioned 

 horse, and to join those choice spirits who 

 love the cry of hounds better than their 

 pillows. He knows that it will be "Tally- 

 ho back ! tally-ho back ! " all the morning, 

 and if, by a lucky chance, a cub is followed 

 into the open air for ten minutes, and he 

 gets a gallop, it is but a hors d&uvre to 

 whet his appetite for better and more sub- 

 stantial things to follow, and to serve as a 

 reminder to his horse, when blind ditches 

 entrap him, that a good hunter must take 

 care where he puts his feet, and jump big 

 when the boundary between fence and field 

 is undefined. A master is seldom hampered 

 by an unwieldy "field" when he meets at 

 six o'clock. Those who are out at that time 



