362 Tally ho. 



lously avoid robbing the adjacent hen roost, going 

 far afield to provide for the necessities of their grow- 

 ing and interesting family. 



Then, time not permitting me to see the range of 

 houses and kitchen gardens, I accept the invitation 

 of Mr. Ingram to visit them on some future occasion ; 

 and, as I quit these scenes so charming, I repeat the 

 verses written by Fanny Kemble, which are engraved 

 and placed on the trunk of one of the venerable trees : 

 " Farewell, fair Castle, on thy lordly hill, Firm be thy 

 seat, and proud thy station still ; Soft rise the breezes 

 from the vale below. Bright be the clouds that wander 

 o'er thy brow.'' 



Then I journey back to Melton, passing by the same 

 route that I followed in the morning ; and find on 

 arrival that the exodus of the visitors has commenced 

 in earnest, many having already winged their flight 

 to distant parts, in order to find fresh fields and 

 pastures new in which to indulge in some of the 

 pleasant little pursuits with which time is beguiled 

 when the season for hunting is closed. 



On the following day (Sunday) a great alteration 

 was observable in the state of Melton. With the 

 exception of the Earl and Countess of Wilton, Lord 

 and Lady Grey de Wilton, Colonel and Mrs. Markham, 

 and the Messrs. Behrens, all the visitors had departed, 

 and this always staid and decorous town seemed in a 

 perfect state of rest. Even these habitues of the 

 metropolis of hunting were only resting for a short 

 while before taking wing. The note of preparation 

 for departure had been already sounded in the case of 

 Messrs. Behrens, who were to leave in the course of a 

 day or two, a special train being engaged as usual to 



