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does not exceed what I expected ; and I have often lately 

 thought how greatly he must prefer tumbling over a bit of stiff 

 timber, or going souse into a cold brook, to the warm adulation 

 he justly received during his administration of Ireland. 



*' So far as my humble experience goes, there is no position in 

 the pyi'amid of Society so barren and so cheerless as its apex. 

 And if you would like to prove this; after a fast kill, just as 

 Will Goodall, with uplifted arms, throws poor Foxy to the 

 hounds, observe how suddenly you will blight the joy and 

 happiness in your Master's countenance, if you suddenly call 

 him — Mhernice — ' your Ixcellency.' 



" The only twitch of pain that your picture of the^P.H.* 

 gave me was, that ' W. Goodall goes as straight as Charles 

 Payne in his best day ;' for as the latter is photographed in 

 my mind as the heau-ideal of a bold, quick, beautiful horse- 

 man : like a good Catholic, I don't like to be told that another 

 fellow's Saint goes as straight as the one he has always been 

 worshipping. 



" I was interested to read that at Harboro' — full of hunting- 

 men — were four brothers Gosling ; probably sons of a Gosling 

 Banker — no goose — with whom I hunted, more than forty 

 years ago, in Surrey. 



" It seems, as the natural order of succession, that my old 

 friends, Bevan, Hungerford, Clerk, Langham & Co., are 

 now succeeded by their sons — and my dear kind friend, 

 Charley Cust, by a joint-stock daughter and son. 



" Of myself, I must tell you, instead of vainly saying, ' Ille 

 ego qui quondam,^ it becomes me better to tell you as ' sed nunc ' 

 that tho' I am knocked out of the saddle, I am now myself 

 a quadruped_, crawling along on two living legs and two wooden 

 ones, i.e. sticks. 



" I have every now and then a little pain to endure ; but as 

 soon as it passes away, thanks to my good, kind, faithful old 

 Wife and Nurse — herself eighty-two — I am as happy as you 

 could wish me to be. She, I am thankful to say, enjoys good 

 health ; reads to me, by dim candle-light, without spectacles ; 

 and with bair unchanged in colour, like my old friend Colonel 

 Arthur's." &c. 



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