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to get at a cottage close by. Lulling liis pain, 

 lie rode after and overtook the hounds within 

 thi-ee miles; and the fox was actually killed 

 close under his horse's nose, when the attempt 

 to halloo "Whoop" convinced him that his 

 ribs were fractured. This mishap gave him a 

 month of idle time, which he has endeavoured 

 to turn to account by assisting in the pre- 

 paration of this book; and now that he is 

 again in the saddle, he is quite ready to 

 agree that it is an ill wind that blows no 

 good. 



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