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beg leave to quote a few pages from Porter's Hawker by 

 that " Meadows," whom I have already mentioned since 

 his is the best description of this noble sport extant ; 

 since to reproduce it, giving his thoughts in my own 

 altered words were worse than plagiary ; and since, if it 

 meet his eye, he will be rather pleased than hurt that I 

 have winged his words into a wider field, and to a larger 

 audience than he at first addressed them. 



I will premise only, that "Howard," who figures as the 

 hero, is a JSTew Brunswicker, in New Brunswick ; " Mea- 

 dows," the narrator, an English tyro visiting his friend in 

 the province ; Sabatisie, a Micmac Indian, henchman and 

 guide of Meadows ; and Billy, last not least, Howard's 

 pet bull-terrier. Scene, daybreak ! they have issued 

 from the camp close to the hunting-ground where the 

 Cariboo are supposed to " won" as Chaucer would have 

 written it when lo ! quoth Meadows 



" After a hearty meal, every thing being ready, we 

 mounted our snow-shoes and marched. The first golden 

 rays were just struggling through the gray East, and 

 dispersing the thick mist which hung over our camp, as 

 I strode forth on my first Cariboo hunt, my heart leaping 

 in anxious anticipation, and my nerves strung by the 

 healthy atmosphere. "We proceeded in silence, and had 

 ample time to. observe the lonely grandeur of the sur- 

 rounding forest; the death-like stillness enlivened only 

 by the cheerful chirp of the active ground-squirrel, or 

 the loud boring of that most beautiful of woodpeckers, 



