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mas, and we had a hard frost, and couldn't hunt much 

 — Mr. Smith says to me, ' Carter, there is Mr. Dickins 

 a-staying with Mr. Knatchhull, and wants to see my 

 hounds, so you bring all the hounds you can to Sidbury 

 Hill o' Monday.' Well, sir, I know'd Mr. Smith were 

 a very odd man, but on the Monday morning we met 

 at Sidbury Hill. The frost was too hard to ride much, 

 but I took fifty-nine couple out, and how Mr. Dickins 

 did laugh ! There were plenty o' foxes then, you know, 

 sir, at Sidbury Hill, for there were plenty o' lieing, and 

 they were very soon hunting all over the place, there 

 were no keeping 'em together. Oh, dear me, what 

 a sight it were ! I shall never forget it. And how 

 Mr. Dickins did laugh ! Oh, he were very nice 

 company — but there, you knows all about him. sir, 

 for you were with him in Kent. Then there were 

 Mr. Loraine Smith, he were a clerg3rman, and a ver}^ 

 odd one too; and then there were the Bishop of 

 Worcester, who I know'd, and he kept hounds, and 

 Sam Jones were his huntsman, and I went to school 

 with his son. And oh, a many more, and some, sir, 

 that yoto knows. Ha ! ha ! yoto stick to fox-hunting, 

 sir ; I've said so times and times ; there's nothing like 

 it. Oh, if I hadn't hunted all my life, I should never 

 ha' been here now. Then, sir, there were Colonel 

 Lascelles, as you remembers, a mighty big man with 



