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were closed, and everytir.ug iiushca ana siiiied oown lo 1".tu.;ci 

 quiet. There, as Mr. Ackermann sat watchiiif:; his unknown 

 guest, nature gradually recovered herself, and ere the lapse of 

 half an hour, a low, ^'that's very good,'" fell upon his astonished 

 ear, apparently from the dead man. On looking, Pigskin's 

 eyes were found fixed on the pictures of the Quorn Hunt, 

 hanging on a level with his eye on the opposite wall — how 

 long he had been contemplating them remains unknown— but 

 the one that drew forth the ejaculation was where " Snob " 

 opens the gate for the good little bay horse, instead of leaping 

 it. When the doctor returned. Pigskin was in an easy chair, 

 examining the series. The point of the storj', however, is that 

 Mr. Ackermann was so delighted with the recovery, that he 

 insisted upon making Pigskin a present of the set. Nay, he 

 did more, he stretched Far better than 



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Pet'-i for he is not a slave to it 



rises with the sun, and goes to bed 

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honour of Mr. s 



so on, but hunter -o 



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before hum i to fir." ouse. ^ 



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horse, ' iways a . dding at his *" 



service s him thr; -, and makes no g 



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lat he does Then, when they have 



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sat , and drawn ^iLir easy chairs to the fire, with •g 



the Ji;i k table to put the bright port or black bottle - 



with i; Tiiry accom.paniments upon, Peter will go o\ ei ^ 



every inch of the run again, dilating with rapture on tlie o 



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