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finch that blacked and bloodied my only still presentable 

 feature. So I turned to the other ; but he shortly played me a 

 wicked trick for he swung over some great wide-ditched timber 

 and left me to slink ignominiously through a hole at the side. 

 So I came to the conclusion that, sincerely as I esteem and 



respect blue blood, I was far from "loving a lord " as a pilot ; and, 

 staunching my own common carmine as best I could, elected to 

 take my own line of gaps in comparative safety. For the first 

 time the grass was excellent going, and the plough was almost 

 deep. 



Monday, Nov. 10, found the Graft on in full panoply at 

 Preston Capes, on a beautiful hunting morn with a very 

 representative field all victims to the tailor's homoeopathic 

 creed of putting all possible weight on with a view to taking 

 weight down. Here are a few names, with every apology for 

 omissions. Mr. and Mrs. Douglas-Pennant, Major and Mrs* 

 Blackburn, Capt. and Mrs. Allfrey, Capt. and Mrs. Paget, 



