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scribed the run, and regretted that the other 

 had not remained, and went over the run two 

 or three times, but he was not asked to take 

 anything. At last, giving it up in despair, he 

 wished him good night; but, just as he got to 

 the door, he turned round and said, " Will 

 you allow your footman to bring me a glass of 

 small beer?" 



Mr. Warde was a very fair poet. After he 

 left the Forest and went to the Craven, he 

 used to correspond in verse with Mr. Nicoll, who 

 was also (in addition to his many accomplish- 

 ments) a bard of no mean order. 



Like the Duke of Wellington, Mr. Warde 

 was not lengthy in his correspondence. A 

 gentleman once wrote to him for the character 

 of a whipper-in, and received the following 

 terse answer : 



"Dear Sir, — I beg to say, if John B. had 

 been worth keeping, I should not have parted 

 with him. 



" Yours truly, 



" John Warde." 



Mr. Warde was a master of fox-hounds 

 nearly fifty years. On giving up hunting he 

 retired to his seat at Squerries, in Kent, 



