THOUGHTS UPON HUNTING. 207 



iipon his hounds, begins with crying out as Joud as he can, 

 hold hardl-^\i any one should persist after that, he begins / 

 moderately at first, and says, / beg. Sir, you will stop your 

 horse — Fray, Sir, stop — God bless you. Sir, stop! — God d — it 

 your blood. Sir, stop your horse! 



I AM now, as you may perceive, in a very violent passion | 

 so I will e'en stop the continuation of this subjed till I b© 

 cool again. 



