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Never no more again ! " But the optimist : " All gone ! More 

 to-morrow ! " 



So far as Cambridge days are concerned I am sure the optimist 

 is right, for thougli " never no more again " is written across 'Varsity- 

 life for most of us, there is none the less " more to-morrow," as the 

 world is wide and life still before us. Here is a yarn of the last day of 

 a season written by Mr. W. H. Barry in his own hand in the Gladstone 

 Diary. The diarist records that he himself being Secretary was too 

 busy with accounts to go out himself, and that " W. H. B." was very 

 keen about writing the record. 



To FINISH THE SEASON 



To begin the day, there being only Nigel and Self, we drove out 

 the old hound van in great form. Having sampled Cole's beer we 

 went on to Lay's farm, and soon found a "jelly" in the meadow next 

 the gardens, and ran all along the outskirts of the village back to 

 the gardens, then across the dry plough, could make nothing of her. 

 There being now five of us, we retired to the White Horse for lunch, 

 and amongst other things got outside a pint of shandy gaff, which 

 afterwards we regretted very much. Starting again, we soon found 

 a hare in a rough grass field, on the far side of the dyke, bordering 

 the railway. Scent had impro\ed a great deal, and they pushed her 

 along at a very fair pace left-handed nearly to Yen Drayton. We 

 here walked up to her and ran very fast back again and across the 

 large grass meadows between the railway and the river. She turned 

 right-handed, crossed the railway back again over the dyke, and up 

 to the village allotments. She here got up all amongst them, and 

 ran back across the dyke and railway into the meadows again. 

 When we got up to them they were in the lane between the railway 

 and Holywell, and though we cast all round we could make nothing 

 of her, and I think she must have squatted in one of the fences on 

 the side of the lane. It was a very pretty hunt indeed, all over grass 

 and hounds running very well together all the time. We were handi- 

 capped in not seeing quite where they threw up, otherwise I think 

 we might have killed her as we had run very fast for a long hour. 



Having again (!) paid a visit to the White Horse, we drove back 



