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tion dwelt in her heart. I discovered anxieties about letters by the post; noticed comparisons nothing favourable to her husband; smiles of pity, and looks of forced complacency, which proved to me that the hunter had chased away affection from the cover of his roof; and if "stole away" should one day or other be the cry, I shall not be in the smallest degree astonished. Mr. Manorfield said once at table, that every sportsman ought to have a sporting wife it would have been as well if he had not made that remark. As to myself, I felt somehow or other safe in having no wife at all, and in being neither hunter nor hunted; free to join in the crowd when occasion commanded, and as free to retire from it, and to be

THE HERMIT IN THE COUNTRY.

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N° LXI.

A SPORTSWOMAN.

O'erstep not the modesty of nature.

SHAKESPEARE.

A SPORTSWOMAN.

When Hervey Greenwood was at college, he used to boast that whenever he married he would be the happiest husband in the world, for he would form his wife to his own taste, make her the companion of his pleasures, never lose sight of her, and thus secure her constancy, and endear her doubly to him by time, and by their being habituated to each other's society. He also talked of bringing up his children in a very superior manner; hoped that he should have lots of boys, told his companions that he would make fine fellows of them, and

assured us that he would be their tutor himself. About a year after his graduation he fell in love with a very fine girl, the daughter of a neighbouring squire; he paid his court most assiduously to her, and obtained her hand in about six weeks. I saw her soon after she was married, and was much pleased with her appearance. Hervey soon set about giving her a sporting education and conceived doubtless that it was as easy to attach her to his person, and to make her tractable and obedient to his will, as it was to break in his horses and dogs.

At first she was averse to accompanying him with the hounds, and he complained that she was too timorous and too fond of home. A little unjust suspicion and jealousy, too, formed a part of his composition, and he insisted on having her out with him at the chase. The first season she had a fall from her horse, and was much bruised; but he persevered in his discipline, and bought her one of the finest horses in England, which,

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