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To the foregoing annual list we flatter ourselves but little further explanation or addition will be required; that little, however, we hasten to give. In the first place, as to price, be it remembered that a fee, varying from one sovereign to half-a-crown-never exceeding the former, nor less than the latter-is generally claimed by the groom for every mare sent; secondly, as to pounds, shillings, and pence, that "all expenses must be paid before the mares are taken away" is the usual conclusion to each card of address; and, thirdly, that not one of the limited subscriptions to the crack stallions is yet announced as full. With respect, again, to the winning stock out, it should be understood that The Colonel covered for some time in Germany, Erymus in Prussia, Mango in Belgium, and Sir Hercules in Ireland, and that any winners they may own in these parts are not allowed for in our calculations. With Irish Birdcatcher this is not the case, as we believe we have taken into account every winner out by him in England or Erin; and another Hibernian, Lord John, we have given the benefit of the doubt in showing him as the sire of Cranebrook, an honour of which by the law Alcaston claims an equal share. A few stallions are even yet not advertised, and the following still in the market, to be either sold or let for the season:-Amorino, by Velocipede (untried); Bokhara, by Samarland (untried); Campanero, by Velocipede (untried); the Dean, by Voltaire (untried); John of Gaunt, by Rockingham (untried); Sir Hans, by Physician (untried); and Valentissimo, by Velocipede-of which seven Messrs. Tattersall will furnish the proper particulars. Attila, by Colwick (untried); Bob Peel, by Medora (untried); Carew, by Tramp; Giovanni, by Filho da Puta; Hornsea, by Velocipede; Jereed, by Sultan; Ismael, by Sultan; Roscius, by Turcoman (untried); St. Lawrence, by Lapwing (untried); St. Luke, by Bedlamite (untried); and Uncle Toby, by Cain-half a score that Messrs. Weatherby, of Old Burlington Street, undertake to answer inquiries for. Gaper, by Bay Middleton (untried); Tamworth, by Outlaw; and Tripoli, by Sheet Anchor (untried)-which may all be heard of on applying to Mr. E. Ward, Bonehill Farm, Fazeley. For Broadholm, by Jereed (untried), apply to Mr. T. Croft, Lane Paddocks, Sheffield; for the Era, by Plenipotentiary (untried), to John Wallace, Moffat House, Scotland; for Quicksilver, by Velocipede (untried), to Mr. Kirlew, Woburn Mews, Woburn Place; for Sultan Junior, at Grattan, Devonshire; for Warden, by Sir Hercules (untried), to Thomas Morgan, Old Warden, Biggleswade; for Wintonian, by Camel, to Mr. Fuller, Lower Caversham, Reading; for The Anchor (late Erin Lad), by Sheet Anchor (untried), to Mr. Allen, of Malton; and for the Pocket Viper, by Actæon (untried), to Mr. Atkins, Brompton, Kent.
The following stallions have been lately sent abroad: - In 1844, Elis, by Langar, to Prussia, where he died shortly after his arrival; Rococo, by Cetus, to the Cape of Good Hope; and Sheet Anchor, by Lottery, to Brunswick. In 1845, Inheritor, by Lottery, to Belgium; Dr. Caius, by Physician, to Poland; and Bay Momus, by Bay Middleton. In 1846, Mentor, by Gladiator and Reviewer, by Romulus, to Russia; Euclid, by Emilius, died (on his way to Prussia) in 1844; and Camel by Whalebone, and Liverpool by Tramp, in the same year. In 1845, Dr. Faustus by Filho da Puta, Mc Orville by Orville, and Stockport by Langar, must be placed in the obituary.
MORE HONOR'D THAN FAVOR'D.
ENGRAVED BY J. W. SCOTT, FROM A PAINTING BY J. BATEMAN.
An excess of refinement, according to history of all kinds either ancient or modern, but too frequently precedes a total decline. We will not go so far as to affirm this may be made altogether applicable to the fortunes of fox-hunting, though it might still be used with nearly as much force as the "see-saw" argument of railways going up and hunting going down. A foxhunter, undoubtedly, need be no more an uneducated sot than the turfite an accomplished rascal; a heart, however, is as essential in the one cause as a head in the other. Our grandfathers maybe made a little too much of it; the man who hunted seldom showed an ambition to do anything else, and so sported his experience and his exploits, as he did his cap and boots, on all occasions. His failing, in fact, was evidently being, if possible, too fond and proud of his pastime; and his actions consequently all went to establish his claim to the character he so greatly coveted. For this he sinned heavily in high places; for this he shouted viewhalloas in courtly assemblies; for this he cracked his whip and the china at the same flourish; and for this he twined the last fox's brush round his brow, and devilled the head for his dinner. The enthusiasm became a little overdone at times, as in the case of the kill-him-and-eat-him innovation; the taste for foxes and fox-hunting assumed an artificial cayenne-pepperish appearance that could no more be continued than it could be approved of. The fox et præterea nihil mania, in short, at length rose to an evil sufficiently great to work its own remedy; and so by means of more learning and less lushing, the fox hunter, rough and ready, gradually softened down into a fine gentleman that ladies might endure and dandies address.
And yet, after all, the twelve o'clock meets, and the twenty minutes' runs, the mile a minute pace, and the never-swerving style, is not exactly every bit as much an improvement as it is an alteration in putting on the extra polish we are almost afraid we have been rubbing away no little of the real metal. In place of the openly-avowed glory of the old school, how often now do we find a cold-blooded knowingness, and an either capitally-sustained or downright indifference to the sport itself, that promise far more to make an end to it than they do an amendment! Of this kind of feeling now we will give one illustration in the illustration before us. Only observe the hurry and excitement with which our friend Will is bespeaking the brush; and then again only consider the value of that said brush, according to the value of modern times. Alas! to do this correctly we must fall back on the well known used-up couplet that estimates
"The real value of a thing,
As just as much as it will bring."