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to doubt the fact, and should feel inclined to say as an 

 Irish gentleman did on a certain occasion when a lot 

 of jolly fellows were telling incredible stories against 

 each other over their whiskey and water and pipes in 

 the smoking room. Various good stories having been 

 told, and particularly one relating to some crows and 

 rooks, story after story having gone the round, 

 something that had particularly pleased our friend 

 Paddy came up, upon which he ejaculated, being 

 pleasantly elated with his pipe and whiskey, " Ah ! 

 sure, that's a great story, but it's nothing to the story 

 about the crows," and turning to one of the 

 gentlemen he said, " Mr. M , would you kindly 

 ask your friend to tell that infernal lie about 

 the crows again ? " 



Stories that are hardly credible, however, do happen. 

 Charles Powell, who was huntsman to Sir John 

 Trollope (the late Lord Kesteven, but who at the 

 time I name had not come into the title of Kesteven), 

 when I asked him for a fact for my book, said that the 

 most curious thing he had ever seen was as follows : 

 " I saw, about 1836, at Fiskerton Daly Mar, whilst 

 hunting with Mr. Wyndham's hounds, two hares in an 

 osier bed run up a riding against each other, and kill 

 each other dead upon the spot." 



