The Contrast, 426.

Regatta, the, a tale of the royal yacht
The career of the anchor, 428.

squadron, 427.
Hail, Spring! 441.

Remarks on English and American
Stanzas, 492.

racing and breeding, 328.
The New Year, 1842, 12.

Road, the, 155.
Spirit of glory, 39.

Rough recollections of rambles abroad
Song of the Season, 48.

and at home, 109, 205, 318, 399, 490.
Tale of a hare, 57.

Rough Rider, the,- Plate-381.
Winter sonnet, 116.
Horatianics, 124, 217, 346, 435. Sable Antelope, the, 49.
To Carlo, a favourite pointer, 142. Scenes here, there, and everywhere, 62,
Angler's song, the, 161.

155, 365.
Tale of a pheasant, 230.

Song of the season, 48.
Hunting song, 246.

Sonnet, winter, 116.
Pleasures of the ehase, 307.

Song—“ There's a cover of gorse near
The old huntsman's lament, 341. Badly toll-gate," 358.

Sporting writers, 388, 473,
Partridge shooting, 502.

Sporting scenes, 301, 502.
Pencillings of English sport, 21. Sporting, from the reminiscences of a
Pepper, an active burrow member- Sexagenarian, 130, 359, 435, 518.

Sporting adventures in Southern Africa,
Performances in 1841, of all the horses 151, 240, 302, 532.

engaged in the tradesmen's cup at the Sportsman, the, all the world over, 162,
Chester races, 203.

273, 347, 421,512.
Pheasant, a tale of a, 230.

Steeple chase, my first, 167.
Protest of Lord John Bentinck against Story from Mr. Brent, 235.

the proceedings and resolutions of the Stud, the Eaton, 40.
Jockey Club, 373.

Tallyrand's last embassy, 520.
Quail, the, 532.

Tiger, tale of a, 109, 205.
Queen's and Sir John Cope's hounds, a Tobit's love tale, 236.
day with the, 288.

Topographical and piscatorial descrip-
Quorn hounds, close of the season with tion of the river Axe, 353, 407, 484.
the, 393.

Trout, vade-mecum of fly-fishing for, 75.
Quorn hounds, the, 199.

Truths for the Ladies, 364.

Turf, the, 87, 175, 278, 368, 456, 535.
Vade-mecum of fly-fishing for trout, Ursus Labiatus, the, 156.

Rambling recollections of a soldier Wanderings by the lakes and rivers of
of fortune, 167.

Ireland, 59.
The Naturalist’s library, 525.

Wild fowl shooting at sunrise-Plate-

Racing season for 1842, the, 446. Wild fowl shooting, 3.
Ramble into Yorkshire, and a trip to

foreign parts, 43, 117, 218, 290, 442.

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".Gone away!'-in sad earnest the purls are commencing

Here a farmer and steed promiscuously roll ;
There a Leicestershire blade, on a glutton for fencing,

Takes a bullfinch, and breaks a buck's neck in a hole.

“ My lad ! pull that stake out-whoey! gently ! ad rat it,

(While the mare's in a fidget the man's in a fright), Do just stand aside, sir, and let me come at it.

Forward ! forward ! my boys! he's away to the right !'"

This is the critical moment—this the glorious theme chosen by our artist as the most appropriate for illustrating the dawning of a new year ; and an exhilarating one it is. Fox-hunting unquestionably stands pre-eminently distinguished as the most fascinating of English sports; and, though written instructions on the subject ought to embrace only general topics, the minutiæ must spring from the judgment and experience of the sportsman, who, being well grounded in principles, is seldom at a loss for resources, or likely to err widely. Some learn by practice, which, though the slowest, is the surest method; others gain their earliest information by precept, and secure its benefits by practice and example. Theoreticians might shine to great advantage would they enter the field merely as learners ; but unfortunately they are apt to


consider themselves to be already fieldsmen, and expose themselves accordingly. But when experience and practice have followed wellgrounded theory, there is great chance of becoming an excellent sportsman. Fortunately for learners, we are not now in want of written instructions upon hunting, which exhibit excellently well the theory of the sport we advocate. Mr. Meynell's practice of foxhunting-and his opinions on the subject fortunately did not die with him, but have been exhibited to the public through the medium of Mr. Hawkes, an intimate friend, in a pamphlet entitled “The Meynellian Science of Fox-hunting upon system.” Somervile also will live so long as hunting and poetry have powers to charm. Beckford is too well

known to need our eulogium, his writing still forming the text-book of the disciples of the school of venation. Colonel Cook's “ Observations on Fox-hunting" must not be forgotten ; nor Nimrod, whose original contributions will appear in our pages during the present year, who, in addition to the interesting details offered of his own field practices and those of the best fox-hunting stars of the day, presents us also with an instructive context, or weaving together of valuable matter derived from the various methods and different opinions entertained by those eminent sportsmen to whom he has been introduced, or with whom he has come in contact. The good advice he gave will be treasured up by all as being worthy of remembrance. He emphatically said :-Don't be dispirited at a succession of bad sport, for it is not within your control; good hounds and sport not being naturally co-existing circumstances. Be as zealous as you please in the field, but temper your zeal with judgment, and don't weary your hounds by long draws on days which bid defiance to sport. It was once justly observed, that those who seek pleasure from the chase must ask permission of Heaven; and the case still remains the same. Hounds without a scent resemble a man running in the dark; neither can make head against such fearful obstructions; and on stormy days, with a very high wind, if you have influence with your master, persuade him to let you go home after the first failure. It is not generally known what mischief even one such day does to some hounds. Don't set too high a value on blood, unless well earned ; it is the result of want of reflection alone that has set any value whatever upon it, when otherwise obtained. Mob a bad fox in a cover if you like, but never dig ont a good one unless your hounds have almost viewed him into a spout, and you can bolt him before the excitement subsidies. Never break ground in a country belonging to another pack of hounds, nor dig for a fox in a main carth in your own. Many a bitch fox, heavy with young, has been killed by this means in the spring, instead of the one that was hunted and marked to ground ; and be assured that sportsmen in general do not estimate the goodness of a pack of hounds by the noses nailed against the kennel door. Lastly, keep your field back from pressing on your hounds in chase, and still more so when in difficulties, as well as you can; but don't suffer your zeal to carry you too far on this point. Remember the apostolic precept, ‘Be courteous.'

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