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is seen getting the tail-hounds out of cover, while the huntsman, 
with the rest of the pack and some of the field, have just settled 
down on the line of their fox a field away. The attitude of the 
whip as he turns in his saddle is very good, and his horse— 
a grey —and the hounds are well drawn; although perhaps a 
good judge might say that the latter carry a little too much 
tlesh for hunting. But we don’t like the chesnut on the left. 
He appears to be moving two legs on the same side at once, 
which is wrong. 
Amongst the sporting pictures, we suppose, must be classed 
Mr. F. A. Bridgeman’s (441), “A Royal Pastime in Nineveh,” 
wherein a king of the period is represented as having descended 
from his throne in the amphitheatre to slay lions in the arena, 
while the queen and her attendant courtiers look anxiously on 
from above. One lion already lies dead, while the king, with 
bended bow, is in the act of sending an arrow at a second, which 
has just been turned into the arena. From the position in which 
the arrow is directed we are not without anxiety for the result, 
lest perchance the tables should be turned, and the “royal 
pastime” prove to be for the “king of beasts” instead of for 
the ‘‘ king of men.” ‘The expression of the advancing lion is very 
comical; it is impossible to look at him without laughing; he 
seems to treat the whole business as a good joke. A contem- 
porary has likened the expression to “that of a tom cat going 
to sneeze.” We have often heard the sound he refers to, but 
have generally been just too late to catch “the expression.” 
It is only fair, however, to the artist to state that his dead 
lion is really capitally drawn, and that the dresses, arms, and 
sculpture betoken a careful and successful study of antiquities. 
A somewhat remarkable picture is Mr. Herbert Jobnson’s 
“ Crossing the Sarda: an incident of the Prince of Wales’ tour 
in India” (572). The scene here depicted was thus described in 
‘The Times’ of March 20th, 1876 :— 
“The afternoon sport was inaugurated by a display rarely given to any 
one to witness. . . . . . . Such a spectacle was never beheld by 
living man; and indeed it may be doubted if the like was ever seen in past 
ages. This was a procession of seven hundred Elephants. The Prince sat 
in his howdah waiting for three-quarters of an hour, and watching the 
wonderful column cross the arm of the Sarda. There were six hundred 
Elephants belonging to Nepal, and about one hundred which had come 
