MEMORIES OF THE COUNTRY PEOPLE 83 



could folly the dogs through his haggard an' in 

 across his bed if they liked." 



A somewhat curious idea of a line. 



Damage done in fair flight they seldom object 

 to. In one of the letters I published in the Bad- 

 minton a farmer writes : " As it is not the foremost 

 sportsmen that do the harm, but them foUyin' 

 through gaps an' openin' gates ..." 



A furious claim came into one of the committee 

 a couple of years ago — for a haggard of cabbages. 



" An' it wasn't the hunt he minded, but that 



Hanley from on his great Gevaul of a horse, 



an' that Miss O'Connor, that long lean scrag of 

 woman that would not go on or back, but hither 

 an over among me cabbages." 



The said lady owned a cob which was given to 

 the trick of rushing up and down when it did not 

 want to jump. 



Last year a farmer wrote asking the Master to 

 come at once to kill a fox that was doing great 

 mischief. 



" For I have not made claim yet," he wrote, 

 " nor me neighbours, but there isn't a hin or a duck 

 he'll leave an' I'd ask the Master to come to see to 

 him, or he'll be a very dear fox on the Hunt Club." 



We had a hard riding farmer in the West whose 

 sayings would fill a book in themselves. Unfor- 

 tunately they are punctuated by what is to him 

 everyday language but what does not sound pretty 

 as it rolls out. 



