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as they were, they dashed by me on the other 

 side ; and I was really very glad, for I didn't 

 need their help, and should have shuddered at 

 their sympathy. I freed myself at last, and 

 descended into the road. I reached home two 

 hours after lunch time and was happy. 



Even walking on turnpike roads and in green 

 lanes, and rambling in woods, is not such a 

 pure, unmixed delight as "beer and skittles" 

 after all ; but it has its compensations. Our 

 eyes are charmed and rested by an infinite 

 variety of rural scenery, our ears are delighted 

 by the songs of birds, and our senses are soothed 

 by the gentle soughing of the wind in the tree- 

 tops. I envy not your " White Cities " and 

 f{ Madding Crowds " and Olympian Games. 



" 'Mid pleasures and tournaments you are welcome to 



roam ; 

 But for me, let me say, there's no place like home ! " 



ANGLER AND WEASELS 



By chance I recently came across the following 

 yarn in the Sporting Magazine, vol. v., 1820 : 



" Returning from angling in the Lune, near 

 Kirby Lonsdale, he saw a weasel near the river 

 side busily employed among grass. He gave it 



