A RUN WITH THE 



first the white tilt and then the 

 nodding horses of a "Cape cart" 

 trotting fast to meet us. Within it 

 is De VilHers, or, as the rest pro- 

 nounce it, "Filjee," a sporting-hearted 

 farmer, who, although he does not 

 ride himself, loves to see others do 

 it boldly if not well, and to that end 

 he never fails to bring a good supply 

 of "jumping powder" and other 

 similar aids to horsemanship. 



In the present case this diversion 

 is particularly conducive to sport, as 

 it serves to keep our usually over- 

 energetic field well occupied while 

 hounds are drawing cover. The 

 Master waves them in, and George 

 and I take up our places at opposite 

 corners to view the fox away. From 

 where I stand below the crest I see 

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