DEER 



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It is true there are sets-off against these pleasurable emo- 

 tions. No one has seen or heard anything of the second whip 

 since three o'clock. He was last seen dragging his horse 

 through the Reading municipal sewage farm — a four-year-old 

 with a future, one of the ' no one knows what this horse 

 may grow into ' sort — on trial from an austerely just dealer. 

 The first whip's horse, who seemed quite himself but five 

 minutes ago, has been taken ' queer.' He has just been half 



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The Deek should go right away oxtt of his Cakt like the ' Lord 

 OF the Valley ' 



pushed and half supported into the empty two-stall stable of 

 the Marquis of Granby, and, you are informed, has now 

 ' started blowing.' The way to Reading seems perplexing ; 

 the locals, whom the spectacle of the hounds has gathered 

 round you, not being agreed amongst themselves. There is 

 no telegraph office, you are dining at seven to go to the play, 

 and you do not know the name of the theatre. But what good 

 fun it all was ! Was there ever such a deer as Bartlett, or 



