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last fence we jumped, but got off cheaply, as 

 luck would have it. Mr. Merthyr Guest, I 

 remember, was right in front during the 

 whole, or nearly the whole, of the run. A 

 truly wonderful man, the Master of the 

 Blackmoor Vale : surely he must share with 

 the Marquis of ^^'orceste^ the distinction of 

 hunting more than any man in the kingdom. 



Six days a week is, I believe, the Marquis 

 of Worcester's ordinary allowance, and he is 

 undoubtedly one of the finest amateur hunts- 

 men in the world ; and to hunt a big country 

 like the Duke of Beaufort's is no small tax 

 upon a man's physical powers, to say nothing 

 of his skill. 



Hunting, and indeed all high-class English 

 sport, has had no better friend, no more 

 splendid patron, than the Duke of Beaufort, 

 and as a huntsman he is unsurpassed. In 

 every way he has set a grand example for 

 true sportsmen to follow, whilst among 

 his neighbours and tenantry he is simply 

 worshipped. No finer type of an English 

 nobleman — in every sense of the word — ever 



