HUNTIXGCEOP HALL. 



" Eeputatiox ! Eepiitation ! oli, I have lost my 

 reputation ! " It was, I believe, one Michael Cassio, 

 a Florentine, who originally made the remark ; and 

 I can only say I sincerely wish I were in Michael 

 Cassio's position, and could lose mine. It may be 

 a " bubble," this same reputation ; indeed, we have 

 high authority for so terming it : but " bubble " 

 rhymes with '' trouble," and that is the condition to 

 which such a reputation as mine is apt to bring 

 you ; for it supposes me to be a regular Nimrod, 

 whereas I know about as much of the science of the 

 chase as my supposititious prototype probably knew 

 of ballooning : it sets me down as being " at home 

 in the saddle ; " whereas it is there that I am, if I 

 may be allowed the expression, utterly at sea. 



When, last November, I was seated before a 

 blazing fire in Major Huntingcrop's town house, and 

 his too charming daughter, Laura, expressed her 

 enthusiastic admiration for hunting, and everything 

 connected with it — mildly at the same time hinting 

 her contempt for those who were unskilled in the 

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