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of the snow, which lay very deep in many places, had "dissolved into silent dew," leaving the country as deep as ever I recollect it.

I have two remarks to make before I throw off. First, either I must write a shocking bad fist (not unlikely, mind you) or your compositor must be very careless, and I must beg you to correct the following errata in my last month's letter-for Sawfry gorse read Sawtry, for Annesly wood read Alvesly, for Wildon read Weldon, for Mr. Macniac read Mr. Magniac, for Yarmell read Yarwell, for eight red deer, read three. In future I'll endeavour to write a little plainer.

The next is as to the alteration of my signature. It is not that I'm ashamed of my name, but the fact is, I've received a hint that a correspondent in the old Mag. writes under the cognomen of Ringwood, and by adopting that signature I was rather poaching on their manor. can only say it was unintentional on my part, and as I have been once warned off, I'll not tresspas again, but sail under new colours.

The Tuesday after the breaking up of the frost the hounds met at the kennel, and drew some of the covers round home. Found more than one fox, but could do no good. Country dreadful.

Saturday, February 5.-Elton New Close, Bitter cold country, up to the hocks. Found at the New Close,-ran him about in cover. Went away towards Water Newton, and lost him near Sibson, after a cold slow run.

Monday 7.-Ashton Wold. Everything promised well at night, but on getting up in the morning found that a sharp frost had set in during the night, and the country was covered with snow.

Wednesday 9.- Bythorne toll-bar. This meet possesses many attractions, it lies very handy for the Cantabs, The Pytchley, and the Oakley men—is in about the stiffest part of the Fitzwilliam Hunt, and last though not least, is close to the house of one of the best and most hospitable sportsmen in ours or any other country, John George, Esq. It is always open house on a hunting day, and no matter from whence the man comes to meet the hounds at Bythorne Bar, he is sure to find

melted in the night it However in the course mist, and about twelve

a hearty welcome here. A dreadful morning. Wind de east. A very heavy fog, and though a good deal of snow had was any odds about the hounds not coming. of the morning the sun struggled through the the hounds showed. Went up to Hunts closes, drew blank. Went on to Denford old ash, soon found, and ran across a capital line of country towards Titchmarsh Warren, to Winwick Wold, on to Barnwell Wold, where they killed, after a slowish run. Country very deep. A smallish field for this meet owing to the state of the weather.

Saturday 12.-Beautiful morning. Snow all gone, except in a very few places. Spring bursting on us all at once. Barnwell Wold-soon found-ran him across a capital line of grass with some stiff timber,

towards Lilford. Left Polebrooke and Lilford to the left-he turned to the right before he got to the road, and took us very merrily across by Polebrooke, nearly up to Ashton Wold, where we lost; a pretty thing while it lasted. Went on to Sawtry Gorse, found directly and chopped in cover. Found another. He took us down to Alvesly Wood, and on to Glatton Folly, where we lost him. A very pretty day's hunting.

Monday 14.-Ashton Wold.-Beautiful morning, but rather too gleamy. A capital field—most of our best nags and straightest goers out. Found directly, and after a little persuading, pug faced the open, run to Tansor Wold, where he stopped, and took us back again to Ashton Wold, where we left him. A bad fox, or, as his head was set straight for a capital line towards Elton, we were in for a tickler. Went away to Papley Spinnies, found, and run down to Tansor Wold " a monstrous pretty scurry" while it lasted-on to Ashton Wold-killed. Tried Stock-hill and a spinny or two near Warmington, blank; went on to Elton Furze, found directly, dodged about the cover, would not break, and at last was chopped in the gorse. An unsatisfactory day, as the nags were all very fresh, and most of the men meant going.

Wednesday, 16th. Weybridge Wood. Lovely Spring morning, a good field, found directly. Went away for Buckworth Great Wood, and ran through the wood to Upton. Turned short to the left up to Buckworth village, where they lost. Found at Buckworth Little Wood, ran through to Solom Wood, Hammerton Grove, on to Great Gidding, then to the right by Steeple Gidding, through Alvesly Wood, and Upton Wood, on to Monk's Wood, where they lost. Country very deep, the second run about 45 minutes. Nags very distressed.

Friday, 18th. Norwood. In the fen country. Found at Patch's Thorns, went away over a very stiff deep country to Milton Park. Lost him. This promised to be a very good thing, if they could have held on, as the pace was good, and the line he took a stiff one. Found another fox in Caistor Hanglands, ran him to Milton Park, and killed him. This is as deep as any part of the Fitzwilliam country. and takes a bruising rider to get well across it.

Drew Tansor Wold, found directly, went away in gallant style to Ashton Wold, skirted the cover, ran a capital burst across Lutton field, on to Papley Gorse, through the gorse, where the leading hounds threw up in a field beyond the cover; if they had kept on we were in for a capital thing. Got them on again-run to Washingley, on to Holme Wood, across the north road, where we lost him. Up to Papley the pace was capital, here pug got rather too far ahead, and the hunting up to the end was cold.

Monday, 21st. Barnwell Castle. Bitter cold morning, and although the day was ushered in by a southerly wind and a cloudy sky, a cold rain came on about ten, and continued all the morning. A smallish

field. Tried a spinny or two near Lilford, and went back across the road to the new fox cover near Titchmarsh. Found, and went away across to Polebrooke, on to Kingsthorpe Spinnies, to Ashton Wold, where we lost him. A very cold scent, and slow hunting. Hounds hunted rather wild.

Wednesday, 23rd. Old Weston Windmill. Large field, a sprinkling of the Cantabs and Oakley men. Found at Leighton Gorse. The fox facing a capital country, but headed. Run a second fox up to Solom Wood, where we lost. Drew Catworth Gorse, found immediately, and run him across a very deep country by Leighton, and turned to Old Weston village, where we lost again. Trotted on to Mariner's Gorse, found, and pug led us a beautiful scurry across the grass towards Titchmarsh. He turned after taking us about a mile, and we run down to a spinny by the road side, near Lilford. The first part of this last run was capital, but towards the end of it the scent grew cold. A good day's sport on the whole, but we were never lucky enough to get our fox to take a straight line for any distance.

The Quorn have had I hear capital sport since the frost. Mr. Green had an unfortunate fall just after the frost, at some timber, and broke a rib, and inflammation came on. He has been laid up ever since. RALLYWOOD

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"RAMBLING RECOLLECTIONS of a SOLDIER of FORTUNE, by W. H. Maxwell," with a Portrait of the Author, and Illustrations, by H. K. Browne. Dublin: Wm. Curry, Jun. & Co.; Longman & Co., London.

THIS is a collection of tales in the Author's best style, and that is too well known to need further encomium. "Although garbed in the attire of romance," says Mr. Maxwell, in his preface," there is not a tale in this volume which wants some foundation in reality. Others beside the unfortunate, are occasionally introduced to strange bedfellows,' and few travel from Dan to Beersheba, and find the wayside barren." The reader of these " Recollections" will certainly subscribe to this opinion, and, moreover, we doubt not, agree with us, that "The Soldier of Fortune" has found "the wayside" very prolific. The Illustrations by H. K. Browne are spirited; but Mr. Browne has, as yet, a very indistinct idea of the points of a horse.

AN AGRICULTURAL TOUR in the UNITED STATES, and UPPER CANADA with Miscellaneous Notices, by Captain Barclay, of Ury.—Wm. Black wood and Sons, Edinburgh, and London.

This is a work which, from the novelty and importance of its subject, and the practical experience of its author, demands more attention

than we can in this present month afford it. We shall, therefore return to its subject shortly, and, in the mean time, recommend it heartily to the notice of all our readers, who take any interest in the practices of foreign agriculture.

WHAT TO TEACH, AND HOW TO TEACH IT; So that the Child may become a wise and good Man. Part I.-William Smith, London. This is a work which lies somewhat beyond our range, although the training of youth must generally be brought, at some time or another, under the immediate notice of us all. Well do we know (and heartily do we chuckle at the thought), what many of our sporting friends would have said on this subject. "Teach him to ride and drive well," says Mr. Swellwhip," Make a good shot of him," says Colonel Trigger" Teach him to pass the bottle," grunts an old "bon vivant" at our elbow "Teach all," say we, "to live as best may fit their station, honestly, and they will be sure to live well."

The FARMER'S ENCYCLOPEDIA, and DICTIONARY OF RURAL AFFAIRS -by Cuthbert W. Johnson-Part VI-Longman and Co.

This part goes from "Horse" to Manures," and treats of all its varied subjects, clearly and perspicuously. The work will be a most valuable one when complete.

"WINKLES'S VIEWS ON THE DANUBE"-Part I.-R. A. Sprigg, Great Russell Street, London.

This a pictorial work on the same plan with Winkles's Cathedrals, but it strikes us as being very inferior in execution to its predecessor and pattern.

"THE MILLER OF CESSFORD."-A Song, by Chas. Blondel, Esq. This is a very manly and spirited composition, of which the burden is

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