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I had two horses to ride. My mare, the Witch, 

 then only four, and her companion the Wizard, 

 and in my zeal I nearly rode them to death in 

 the Umitless Curragh. Major St. Leger Moore 

 was Master then, I remember he rode a very 

 handsome grey, and my first meet was at SaUins, 

 where to eyes used to a field of seventy or a 

 hundred I sat and wondered how one ever saw 

 hounds. 



I certainly did not. I was swept away in a 

 crowd, we got wired and canalled and railwayed 

 and we could hear hounds hunting somewhere, 

 once people said De Robeck was with them. They 

 were a splendid pack, and I wish I had known 

 who to watch so as to get a chance of getting away. 

 A meet at Dunlaven, a glorious country where we 

 had a poor day in torrents of rain, and another 

 near Kildare, where we had a very nice hunt over 

 in small easy country were my last experiences of 

 Kildare. This was another very wet day, and 

 hounds hunted beautifully into the Curragh gorse 

 and out again when he beat them in a downpour. 



Two days afterwards I left for Kilkenny to 

 hunt with the cheeriest of Masters, Mr., now Sir 

 Hercules Langrishe, and with Mr. Richard Burke 

 occasionally, -in Tipperary. 



We took a small cottage at Kilkenny, which 

 was never intended to have horses in its yard. 

 Yet with planks and nails and trust in Providence 

 we made room for four. Their heads almost 



