The New Sporting Magazine, Volume 8

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Baldwin & Cradock, 1835 - Hunting
 

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Page 101 - There is a lust in man, no charm can tame, Of loudly publishing his neighbour's shame : On eagle's wings immortal scandals fly, While virtuous actions are but born and die." He has been represented as a monster for acts he has never committed, and why should the sun be
Page 154 - He staid not for brake, and he stopp'd not for stone, He swam the Eske river, where ford there was none
Page 35 - asked, that Mr. Mytton could have really loved either, or both of his amiable wives? Indeed, reader, he did, and, woman-like, despite of his conduct they both loved him. Neither did they reproach him. He could not complain with the noble Bard— " Though my many faults defac'd me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embrac'd me, To inflict a cureless wound
Page 280 - I like to meet a sweep—such as come forth with the dawn, or somewhat earlier, with their little professional notes sounding like the peep, peep, of a young sparrow.'
Page 338 - the elk, the buffalo, and the wild horse, in all their native freedom. These, in fact, are the hunting-grounds of the various tribes of the Far West. Thither repair the Osage, the Creek, the Delaware, and other tribes, that have linked themselves with civilization, and live within the vicinity of the white settlements.
Page 338 - extends a vast tract of uninhabited country, where there is neither to be seen the log-house of the white man, nor the wigwam of the Indian. It consists of great grassy plains, interspersed with forests and groves and clumps of trees, and watered by the Arkansas, the Grand Canadian,
Page 247 - Darest thou, Cassius, now leap in with me into this angry flood, and swim to yonder point?
Page 340 - plunging down break-neck ravines, where it was necessary to skirt the borders in search of a safer descent. At length, he came to where a winter stream had torn a deep chasm across the whole prairie, laying open jagged rocks, and forming a long glen, bordered by steep
Page 340 - flight. As soon as I could gather in my panic-stricken horse, and prime the pistols afresh, I again spurred in pursuit of the buffalo, who had slackened his speed to take breath. On my approach, he again set off, full tilt, heaving himself forward with a heavy
Page 281 - better send us all off, they had, to the school for the Deaf and Dumb, To unlarn us our mother tongues, and to make signs and be regularly mum. But they can't undo natur—as sure as ever the morning begins to peep, Directly I open my eyes, I can't help

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