THOUGHTS UPON HUNTING. I73 



men, thinking he knew the country best ; but it was not 

 long before we were separated: the first ditch we came to 

 stopped him : I, eager to go on, hallooed out to him, " Al- 

 .** lonSy Piqueur, sautez doncy — ' l^on pardi^ replied he, very 

 coolly, * c'est im double fosse— je ne saute pas les double fos- 

 * ses.^ — There was also an odd accident the same day, 

 which, as it happened to a great man, even to the kino; 

 himself, you may think interesting j besides, it was the oc- 

 casion 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 stand- 

 ing round him. One of his old generals, who was at 

 some distance behind, no sooner saw the king off his 

 horse, than he rode up full gallop to know the cause. 

 '* ^Cesi ce que c est ? — quest ce que c'est r'" cries the good 

 old general, and in he tumbles into the same bog. Count 

 Kevenhuller, with great humour, replied, pointing to the 

 place, " Voila ce que cest ! — voila ce que c'est /'* 



With regard to the stag-hunting in this country, as I 

 have already told you that I know but little of it ; j^ou will, 

 without doubt, think it a sufficient reason for my being 



silent concerning it. 



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