MONTHLY MISCELLANY. THE QUORN HOUNDS.-This establishment is to receive its knockdown blow on the 2nd of April-from the "Hyde Park Corner" hammer. The" Nelmes" Fox-hounds, so long kept by Thos. Harding Newman, Esq. in Essex, went through the hammering process on the 29th ult. Both Mr. Hodgson and Mr. Newman give up, much regretted by the country gentlemen and farmers, and, in both instances, the same cause operates: namely, the want of a proper support. This is indeed a sorry sight to see! SPORTING LAW.-At the late Shropshire Assizes, an action was brought by Mr. Walmsley against Mr. Matthews, to recover the amount of stakes run for at the last Market Drayton Races. The plaintiff claimed that he had won the Hunter's Sweepstakes; the defendant pleaded that he had not won the race, that his horse had not been ridden by a qualified rider, and that the Race Committee, whose award was to be final, had decided against him. The amount of stakes sought to be recovered was £29, and after a protracted discussion, and the examination of a great many witnesses on both sides, the jury found a verdict for the plaintiff for the sum claimed. BOSTON STEEPLE-CHASE.-This race was one of the fastest ever known across any country; the distance, four miles and two hundred yards by actual admeasurement, having been done in ten minutes and thirty-nine seconds. REVIEWS OF NEW PUBLICATIONS. The World in the Year 1840.-London, James Fraser, 215, Regent Street. This is a republication, by our active friend and neighbour, Fraser. It is a retrospect of the Chief events, civil, political, and religious, of the past year, in chronological order, which first appeared in the columns of the Britannia, a very sound and well-conducted Sunday newspaper, maintaining Conservative principles. It gives a very concise and pleasant view of the transactions of the year-with running commentaries written in a terse but sprightly vein, which set off their "points" to great advantage, and make it a most amusing and instructive book. THE FLY-FISHER'S TEXT-BOOK: a plain Treatise on the Science of Fly-fishing for Salmon, Trout, &c.-R. Ackermann, Regent Street. This volume having appeared in the pages of this Magazine, it would scarcely become us to chaunt its praises. Suffice it to say that it now appears in a new and improved form-very beautifully illustrated; and that it is well worthy a place on every Angler's table. MONTHLY DIARY.-RACE MEETINGS, CLOSING OF STAKES, &C. Page 318 . 319 320 334 DIGGING OUT, BY SYLVANUS SWANQUILL, Illustrated by a. cooper, r.a. 342 . 345 348 SOME PASSAGES IN THE CAREER OF MILESIUS BLAKE O'HARA, ESQ. ALICE, OR THE RYEHOUSE PLOT.-A LEGEND OF THE TURF EPSOM DOWNS, Illustrated by G. TATTERSALL MASTERS OF HOUNDS-NO. II-MR. CORBET AND THE LATE LORD MIDDLE 1 DIGGING OUT, BY RADCLIFFE, AFTER A. Cooper, r. a. 2 THE PETREL YACHT, THE PROPERTY OF THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE EARL OF ILCHESTER, BY H. GUEST, AFTER KNell. 3 A BIRD'S EYE VIEW OF EPSOM DOWNS, SHOWING THE VARIOUS COURSES, BY 2 Y 6 THE RUN IN OVER THE ROUND COURSE AT NEWMARKET. NO. V.-VOL. I.-NEW SERIES. TO READERS AND CORRESPONDENTS. We have received the communications of our Transatlantic friends, "Pete Whetstone," and "N. of Arkansas," They shall both "show out" in our June Number. "The Maynoth Races" came to hand, but must stand over for want of room. A. B. will see that his wishes relative to the "Crack Courses of England," will be shortly gratified. The Cup Course at Ascot measures about two miles and a half. F. W. B. could not creep into this number. his paper came to hand. It was filled up before "TOнO" shall certainly have "an inside place" next month, if possible. Our Friend Rigdum Funnidos's "Shaksperian Humours," in our June number. "Sports of the Sea," will be continued next month. We are much obliged to "Master Harry" for his kind attention, but the MS. came too late to be of any service. When shall we taste another dish of " Curry?" We thank our Correspondent from Mr. Tudway's country for his letter. It came too late for insertion, but we cannot pass it by without expressing our disgust at the case of vulpecide alluded to in it. We trust the delinquent will not, by a repetition of the offence, draw down upon himself the thunders of our wrath. 29 SR. T. Yacht Club's 1st. Match. r3 56 9 1 38 49 9 23 16 9 57 10 32 r3 5411 1 3111 511 33 May 1 1 1 1 5 10 10 Hungerford .... .... 14 27 ......July 1 THE LIFE OF A SPORTSMAN. BY NIMROD (To be continued Monthly.) CHAPTER III. A RUN WITH MR. MEYNELL. "It was a beautiful morning for scent"-began Mr. Somerby, "at least, so it appeared, and, for once, it kept its promise; but I thought it would be a scenting-day, for I observed the clouds were stationary above, and all was clear below, with no sun; the barometer was also rising. We had a large field, it being a favourite fixture; and as I had the luck to tally-ho the fox away, I, of course, got a good start. It happened, however, that I, this day, rode a fiveyear-old horse, the only one in my stable; for that tender age agrees not with our shire. I had never had a taste of him before; but my groom had, and assured me he would make a trump. 'He is as quick as lightning,' said he, and he will face anything; but his temper, as you know, sir, is none of the best. I would advise you, when you can, to take a line of your own.' "Our first fence was a flight of rails, with a yawning ditch on the further side, which I thought it was my luck to have the first fly at ; but, looking earnestly at the hounds, as every man should do, whether on a young one or an old one-I never saw parson Thompson, who came right across me at the fence, and got a nasty sort of a fall. (By-the-by, he told me, afterwards, he could not stop the old mare, she was so d-d fresh :' if so, all well; if not, served his reverence right.) I tried to stop the young thorough-bred one; but he threw up his head, and it was no go;' so, thinking my own the most precious life of the two,-I mean, of more value to me than parson Thompson's, I let him go; and all I saw, when up in the air, was the old mare's belly and his reverence's head; the rest of his body being under his mare. However, I never touched him, I am happy to say and two others, besides myself, did as I did; but the third was not quite so fortunate. He jumped, as he thought, on the parson's head; but, as luck would have it, it was only his hat, as his head had just that moment slipped out of it. You are aware, Mr. Raby, these things will happen in our very fast country, and are thought little of; although it is no joke to get a fall at the first fence, with such a crowd |