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and Horsham country, can also be met with- 

 out much trouble. Or if foxhounds are pre- 

 ferred, the Crawley and Horsham, the West 

 Kent, the Essex, the Essex Union, the Old 

 Surrey, and the Surrey Union all lie handy. 

 Of course, if soaring ambition takes you in 

 her toils, and nothing short of the "crack" 

 packs will satisfy your yearnings, you can 

 reach the Grafton, the Bicester, or even get 

 to Rugby and Harboro' by leaving London 

 at a somewhat "pallid and ghastly" hour. 

 If you do^ all I hope is that you will be more 

 fortunate in your initial effort than was a 

 plucky friend of mine, some time back, who 

 danced all night at the Artillery ball at 

 Woolwich, got back to his quarters at 4 a.m., 

 started an hour later for London, and caught 

 the 7.30 from Euston to Eugby. Here he 

 and a brother "gunner" got their hunters 

 and spent the whole of the day trotting up 

 and down lanes in a thick fog, and returned 

 that niorht to town without ever havinor seen 

 hounds at all ! 



The Old Berkely, Mr. Garth's, the Burstow, 



