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His heart is aching with a void that never shall be 



filled, 

 For the fav'rite he loved so well — the fav'rite that he 



killed ; 

 Through the bounds of fair Kilkenny, though he search 



its hill and plain, 

 Ned Smithwick cannot hope to find so good a horse 



again. 



Bank, wall, or ditch, no matter which, he landed safe 



and clear, 

 And 'change' or ' kick,' would do the trick, and jump 



it, never fear ; 

 The fence could not be strong enough, nor long enough 



the day. 

 No hounds could race too smart a pace for ' Sam,' the 



gallant grey. 



To E. Smithwick, 

 '• From Whyte-Melville and George Bryan." 



*' From what kennels are the hounds bred, and how 

 many couple have you ?" 



*' They are bred principally from the Yarborough, 

 Foljambe, Grafton, and Beauford kennels. We have 

 fifty couple of hounds, and Mondays, Wednesdays, 

 and Fridays are the hunting days." 



"Who are the hunt-servants? Your huntsman 

 evidently knows his business, and does it too. 



"Jack Tidd is huntsman, and you have judged 

 him rightly ; he graduated under Duke with the Cur- 

 raghmore William Quinn is whip, and the kennels 

 are situated near the city." 



*' Well, what about your country ?" 



" I may describe it as being a good hunting and a 

 capital scent-holding one. The coverts are nicely 

 situated. You require a good fencer here, as you 



