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I, eager to go on, hallooed out to him, '^'^ Allans, 

 piqueur, sautez done.'''' — '•^ Non pardi,'''' replied 

 he, very coolly, " cest un double fosse : je ne 

 saute pas des double fosses.'''' There was also 

 an odd accident the same day, which, as it hap- 

 pened to a great man, even to the king himself, 

 you may think interesting; besides it was the 

 occasion of a bon mot worth your hearing. The 

 king, eager in the pursuit, rode into a bog, and 

 was dismounted : he was not hurt — he was soon 

 on his legs, and we were all standing round him. 

 One of his old generals, who was at some dis- 

 tance behind, no sooner saw the king off his 

 horse, but he rode up full gallop to know the 

 cause : " Qii'est ce que c''est ? qu'est ce que 

 c'est ? " cries the old general, and in he tumbles 

 into the same bog. Count KevenhuUer, with 

 great humour, replied, pointing to the place, 

 " Voila ce que c''est ! voila ce que c''est ! " 



With regard to the stag-hunting in this coun- 

 try, as I have already told you, I know but 

 little of it : you will without doubt think that a 

 good reason for my saying nothing about it. 



