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lands. There is the mixture, a little to the south 

 and east, and the flat fat lands between the hill's 

 feet and the sea in the distance, all stained patchy 

 with the orange to light creamy straw of the corn 

 crops. Maybe the sea is in your line. Plenty of 

 the same (not forgetting the queer indents of 

 Chichester and Pagham harbours) is in your line 

 of sight to help yourself to, and the Isle of Wight 

 chucked in free gratis and for nothing. All these 

 good things, and plenty more, are at your service 

 when you go racing at Goodwood. And yet no 

 one appears to think it bad form to take the best 

 a stranger, such as the Duke of Richmond, has 

 in the way of scenery and freedom to range, and 

 then march off without so much as a simple 

 ** thank you." What would His Grace think of 

 a stranger's coming up and returning thanks for 

 being allowed to use his lovely estate, the domain, 

 and miles of the countryside ? Mad, very likely, 

 so unusual would the civility be ; but somehow, 

 instead of being so unusual an occurrence as to 

 stamp one as quite eccentric and unconventional, 

 the civility ought to go as a matter of course — at 

 least so I think. 



Lovely, lovely indeed, is the Goodwood 

 country, beautiful enough to make a poor man 

 glad that it does not belong to him, because it 

 must be very hard to leave. Moreover, there it 

 is, kept up for him, the casual or habitual visitor, 

 to enjoy as freely as the proprietor who bears the 

 expense of maintenance. Each year that I am 

 at the meeting I make vows to come down to 

 Charlton Forest and the Park when racing is not 

 on and enjoy myself as I could roaming about. 

 But, alas ! there is a faulty part in the programme, 

 and I shall, I fear, never get my holiday there ; 



