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this said meadow, I observed that a part of it had 

 been railed off and divided into various pens, as there 

 had been some show, or something of that kind, during 

 the previous week, for sheep; at all events these 

 divisions still remained. They were light post and 

 rails, not above two feet high, and some few yards 

 apart. As the congregation of the faithful began to 

 assemble, and one after another — lord, squire, or yeo- 

 man, or what not — put in an appearance, the greetings 

 with the old man became pretty general. Now one 

 generally knows the old faces at a meet with hounds 

 pretty well, and for the same reason a stranger is soon 

 spotted, particularly if he is well got up and "ap- 

 pointed," either as regards his horse or himself. As 

 one after another came up, and, after the usual 

 recognition, turned away again to inspect the hounds, 

 or to go through the same thing with friends elsewhere, 

 I observed a stranger, very young, very well mounted, 

 and most elaborately got up in every way as to his 

 own attire — in fact he looked like "business," and 

 ought to have gone in any country. But there was 

 something about him that I didn't exactly like, and I 

 own " popinjay chap " crossed my mind. I couldn't 

 make out that he had. come with anybody, and he 

 seemed to be altogether a stranger, but perfectly at 

 home with himself. As he moved about and just kept 



