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have had several calves, rather than heifers, as at that age their 
bags are usually large and well formed, and are capable of car¬ 
rying a much greater quantity of milk without pain and incon¬ 
venience than young animals. 
United States Southern Agriculturist. 
iHistmanra. 
A Fox-Hunter is a Jumble of Paradoxes. 
He sets forth clean, though he comes out of a kennel, and re¬ 
turns home dirty. He cares not for cards, yet he strives to be 
always with the pack. He loves fencing, but without carte or 
tierce; and delights in a steeple chase, though he does not follow 
the church. He is anything but litigious, yet he is fond of a cer¬ 
tain suit, and retains Scarlet. He keeps a running account with 
Horse, Dog, Fox, and Co., but objects to a check. As to cards, in 
choosing a pack he prefers Hunt’s. In theatricals, he favours Miss 
Somerville, because her namesake wrote the Chase, though he 
never read it. He is no great dancer, though he is fond of 
casting off twenty couple; and no great painter, though he 
draws covers, and seeks for a brush. He is no musician, and 
yet he is fond of five bars. He despises doctors, yet follows a 
course of bark. He professes to love his country, but is 
perpetually crossing it. He is fond of strong ale and beer, 
but dislikes any purl. He is good-tempered, yet so far a 
tartar as to prefer a saddle of a horse to a saddle of mutton. 
He is somewhat tough and bearish himself, but insists on good 
breeding in horses and dogs. He professes the Church Catechism, 
and countenances heathen dogmas, by naming his hounds after 
Jupiter, Juno, Mars, and Diana. He cares not for violets, but he 
doats on a good scent. He says his wife is a shrew, but he objects 
to destroying a vixen. In politics he inclines to Pitt, and runs 
after Fox. He is no milk-sop, but he loves to tally. He protects 
poultry, and preserves foxes. He follows but one business, and 
yet has many pursuits. He pretends to be knowing, but a dog 
leads him by the nose. He is as honest a man as needs be, yet 
his neck is oftener in danger than a thief’s. He swears he can 
clear any thing, but is beaten by a fog. He esteems himself pros¬ 
perous, and is always going to the dogs. He delights in the 
Hunter’s Stakes, but takes care not to stake his hunter. He praises 
discretion, but would rather let the cat out of the bag than a fox. 
To conclude, he runs as long as he can, and then goes to earth, 
and his heir is in at the death. But his heir does not stand in his 
shoes, for he never wore any thing but boots.— Hood's Comic 
Annual . 
