"Hawbuck Grange:", Or, The Sporting Adventures of Thomas Scott, EsqBradbury, Agnew, 1847 - 329 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 316 - How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
الصفحة 111 - I've thrown up politics, and devote myself to draining, and d — ning him instead.' 'Ah, well,' rejoined his lordship, with a smile at the mixed occupation, 'well, but you'd like to see the Whigs out, of course,' eyeing himself in the Master of the Buckhounds picture.
الصفحة 34 - Now this is the time,' continued he, addressing himself seriously to Scott, 'that you wild fox-hunters would take advantage of, for the purpose of cutting short the diversion, by mobbing, and shouting, and taking every advantage of him; but we do the thing differently. We let our hounds hunt; and if they can't kill a hare fairly, why they lose her.' The hounds had now descended from the hills and turned the corner of the last angle that shut them out from view. They were working a middling scent,...
الصفحة 15 - HARRIERS, to be good, like all other hounds, must be kept to their own game : if you run fox with them, you spoil them. Hounds cannot be perfect, unless used to one scent, and one stile of hunting.
الصفحة 34 - ... of a far-off hill announced where they were. The riding was only awkward, the heather hiding both stones and holes, and the turf on the bare places, particularly on the hill-side, being extremely slippery. Nevertheless they clattered on, trusting entirely to their horses for safety. Presently they heard the cry of hounds. " Hold hard ! " exclaimed Mr. Trumper, " they are coming towards us. Hark!