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VII. — In Memoriam. By J. Dent Dent, of Ribston Hal], 
Wetherby. 
Scarcely a month had elapsed from our last Council Meeting 
before death removed from our chamber three of its best known 
occupants ; and those who are left will miss the familiar 
presence, the friendly counsel, and the judicious help of Mr. 
Torr, Lord Kesteven, and Mr. Holland. 
Of Mr. Tore, of his energy and genius, his heartiness and 
zeal, which always met every difficulty with cheerfulness, and 
a determination not to be overcome by it, another pen than 
mine will write. 
Lord Kesteven, once President of the Poor-Law Board, 
brought to our deliberations great Parliamentary experience, 
and an acquaintance with rural affairs and the conduct of 
country business which was of frequent value. In him strong 
common sense and knowledge of men were united to a hearty 
pleasantness of manner and great frankness and geniality of 
disposition. A feeling of weak health made him decline the 
Presidency, when it was suggested that he should be nominated, 
but he was always willing to take his share in the work of 
the Council ; and those amongst us who were with him last 
December, and found him kindly and ready as ever, and then 
saw him presiding over the deliberations of the Taunton Com- 
mittee, and endeavouring to adapt the views of the local autho- 
rities to the requirements of the Society, little thought we 
should never more meet the hearty shake of his hand or listen 
to his cheery voice. He was a thorough type of the best class 
of English country gentlemen ; fond of field sports and the 
occupations of a rural life, and yet ready to give up any amuse- 
ment for the higher duties of his position : whether to preside 
on the Bench at Quarter Sessions, or to take his share in the 
deliberations of Parliament and the cares and anxieties of a 
laborious public office. 
Mr. Holland was of a different type to either of those 
Avhom I have named. Quiet and gentle in manner, he was a 
martyr to ill health, and, during the time I knew him, was 
always more or less a sufferer from gout. But, under that quiet 
and somewhat reserved exterior, there was a great kindness of 
heart, an earnest desire to do good, a strong vein of humour, 
much self-reliance and perseverance. Whether as an experi- 
mental farmer, working on his strong clays with the steam- 
plough, in the early days of its development, or amongst his 
Shorthorns and Shropshire sheep, for which, at one time, he 
had a great and well-merited reputation, the quiet energy wa& 
