A GOOD TIME AT RUGBY. 



From the George, at Melton, to the Royal George, 

 at Rugby, is an easy transition. Leaving Melton at 

 midday, going vid Leicester, and passing through a 

 splendid line of grass country, Rugby is reached 

 in time for luncheon. Here, again, I met with a 

 Royal reception, for I found that, though the George 

 was unable to accommodate all the visitors who 

 were constantly arriving in order to be present at the 

 annual football match and other festivities at the 

 school, prior to the Christmas holidays, Mr. Hards, 

 of whose kindness and attention during my last visit 

 I had a very lively recollection, was in readiness to 

 receive me, and I was soon safely housed in excellent 

 quarters in this comfortable hotel. 



In one of the invitations I received I was told that 

 if I would sojourn awhile at Rugby during my '^ pro- 

 gress '' through the shires, ^^ everything should be 

 done to make my ways pleasant." Faithfully did my 

 friend perform his promise. 



First, I was informed that he had proposed me as 

 an honorary member of the mess, which had been 

 established at the George, by the hunting men residing 

 there for the season. 



On looking over the list I found the names of Cap- 

 tain Osborne, Mr. Hamilton Osborne, Captain Hunter, 



