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i^r.itctul master, took us many feet into the air, and we 

 attained tlie other side. How I know not ; but the old 

 mare and the new spurs brought me back at kist into 

 position, and in future I mean to let sleeping bullocks lie. 

 This was not half so bad as the contretemps \o our most 

 amiable yeoman and universal friend, one whose help is 

 at all times ready for the motherless and her, or even 

 him, who may be in distress. He was crossed at a gap ; 



■■ I keeps no wire i' winter-time " 



he was knocked over when attempting to remount ; he 

 was ridden down when running after the grey ; and 

 though, from a distance, believe me, I could have cried at 

 seeing such treatment, you could mark, from a hundred 

 yards away, the laugh on his jolly face as they brought 

 the grey back. More power to him ; and remember, 

 please, he is local secretary to the Agricultural Bene- 

 volent Institution.^ 



How far have 1 got with my route ? We did not 

 approach Stanford too closely, but touched the left of the 

 village of South Kilworth, so to Kilworth House of the 



' Mr. John Gee. 



