noblest afforded sport during the April month, unparalleled in the annals of the chase; arousing our forest from its lethargy, and breaking through its silence with the hunter's voice and "the echoing horn.” To particularize any one day would be almost an invidious distinction, but any one who was present at the meet at Bolderwood" may stand on tiptoe when that day is named, and glory in the name of Bolderwood!" A cold north-easter, with showers of snow, proved no impediment to the sagacious pack; nor was the courage of two hundred horsemen chilled. Here might be seen the scarlet and white collars, emblems of the gallant Farquharson*; there Thornhill, the emulous disciple of the Warwickshire squire; here the members of the Hambledon, Leicestershire, and Pytchley hunts; and though last, not least, the warm-hearted Codrington, with the unpretending heroes of the N. F. H. passing in gay review, and ready for the strife. Let those who are unacquainted with this sequestered region, imagine themselves at one time pursuing the deep-mouthed pack, through arcades of lofty beech and the stately and umbrageous oak; at another, lost amidst a labyrinth of evergreens, or wandering through a wilderness of thicket; and then, bursting forth into open and glorious day, to behold before them almost unlimited space clothed in purple heath, and aromatic myrtle, relieved at intervals by patches of yellow blossomed furze-hold hard!! In one of those identical spots, the noble animal has sought his lair; he hears the busy hum of men as they approach, and snuffs the air; being roused from his retreat, at one bound he clears the fence and shows himself in view! Woe be to the man or horse that opposes him in his course! he knows no fear, but conscious of his speed and strength, bounds for some distant glen. The clamourous host comes rushing on:

"With hark, and whoop, and wild halloo,

No rest the forest's echoes knew."

Ye gods! what a crash ensued at the first opening of the deepmouthed pack! Shade of the departed Gilpin! Oh! that thou wert again embodied to add another beauty to thy "Forest Scenery." lovers of the pencil quit for a time your pictures of the silent shores,— to pourtray in liveliest colours this all-inspiring scene! Leaving the gloomy shades of Bolderwood, the stag quickly traverses the extensive

* Mr. Farquharson has hunted the Dorsetshire country, at his own expense, for upwards of a quarter of a century.

✦ Mr. Thornbill is a nephew of the Surveyor of the Forest; the gallart Colonel Thornhill, formerly of the seventh Hussars. He hunts the Warwickshire country with great liberality and eclat.

Mr. Codrington has just succeeded Mr. Windham in the N. F. H. and is an excellent sportsman, notwithstanding (or perhaps in consequence of-sportsmen will understand us) riding five and twenty stone.

plains of Bratley, and for a while is lost to view, amidst the hawthorn glen of Linwoods; he gains the boundaries of the forest, running direct for the village of Crow, eight miles from his lair, being headed by some husbandmen, he turns short to the right, and almost faces his pursuers. The hounds, faithful to the scent, run every yard through all his windings with unabated speed; they press him through the deep and intersected thickets of Woodford-bottom, and soon ascend the heath-clad sides of Hasley Hills; skirting the enclosures of Sloden, he disdains the umbrageous recesses of Eyeworth wood; but boldly enters upon the extensive plain of Fritham; when, being hotly pressed, he at length shows symptoms of distress, and turning an undaunted front to the furies, stops short, and stands at bay. Fear not, fair reader (if such you be), for the result, nor suffer a tear to flow, in anticipation of a tragedy-no timid hare is here to yield up her breath; nor is a crafty fox about to die of excessive hound. The gallant field, generous in victory, soon arrive to rescue the stag, and they leave him once more to roam at large amidst his native shades. This famous run extended over a space of four and twenty miles, and occupied an hour and forty minutes, almost without a check.

May 8th, 1839.

STALLIONS EXPORTED FROM ENGLAND.

H. D. P.

The following list of English Blood Stallions at present in the United States, will be found we think of no common interest at this moment, when,-for purposes which, under the garb of feeling, appear to bear a very pecuniary aspect, the degradation of the high-mettled racer is kept before the public eye with cruel industry. We see Mr. Youatt is about to have some honorary reward conferred upon him by his veterinary colleagues; and, for some of his labours at the horse's interior or exterior, he may deserve distinction. But when he draws upon invention to supply facts-facts too, which none but old ladies and penny-a-liners would credit,-we think it is a little too much to indulge in medals or silver tea-pots. We give the following list to protect the noble animals in it, from Exeter Hall cruelty and London calumny; and we hope to be able to follow this up with lists of blood stallions sent from England to other countries. America, it will be seen, is rich in its English possessions.

AINDERBY, by Velocipede, out of Kate (sister to Nonplus), by Catton, at L. J. Polk's stables, at Hamilton Place, near Mt. Pleasant, Tenn. at 75 dollars and 100 dol.-1 dol. to groom.

AUTOCRAT, by Grand Duke, out of Olivetta, by Sir Oliver, at Col. Samuel Lyne's stables, 2 miles from Clarksville, Tenn., on Russelville road, at 60 dol, and 75 dol.

BAREFOOT, by Tramp, out of Rosamond, by Buzzard, at R. P. Stark's stable, Hopkinsville, Ky., at 70 dol. in the season, 80 dol. on the 1st Jan., and 1 dol. to the groom.

BELSHAZZAR, by Blacklock, out of Manuella, by Dick Andrews, at Thomas Alderson's stable, Nashville, Tenn., at 75 dol., 100 dol.. and 125 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom.

CONSOL, by Lottery, dam by Cerberus, at Col. E. H. Boardman's stable, at the Mills, near Huntsville, Ala., at 70 dol., 100 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom. CETUS, by Whalebone, out of Lamia, by Gohanna, at "The Reeds," Caroline county, Va., at 75 dol. and 125 dol,, and 1 dol. to the groom. ENVOY, by Memnon, out of Zarina, by Morisco, at Lewis K. Grigsby's stable, near Winchester, Clark county, Ky., at 50 dol, and 1 dol. to the groom. EMANCIPATION, by Whisker, dam by Ardrossan, at the stable of Hector Bell, Esq., Winchester, Va., at 75 dol. and 120 dol., and 1 dol, to the groom. FLEXIBLE, by Whalebone, out of Themis, by Sorcerer, at the stable of Col. E. H. Carter, at Wilton, Granville county, N. C., at 30 dol. and 45 dol. GLENCOE, by Sultan, out of Trampoline, by Tramp, at the stable of James Jackson, Esq., at Forks of Cypress, near Florence, Ala., at 100 dol, and 1 dol. to the groom.

HEDGEFORD, by Filho da Puta, out of Miss Cragie, by Orville, at Versailles, Ky., at 100 dol. the season. Address Lewis Y. Craig.

HYBISCUS, by Sultan, out of the Duchess of York, at the race course near Columbia, S. C., at 50 dol. and 1 dol. to the groom.

JORDAN, by Langar, out of Matilda, by Comus, at John C. Beasley's stable, Plaquemine, La., at 100 dol. the season.

LAPDOG, by Whalebone, dam by Canopus, at the stable of Jas. Jackson, Esq., at the Forks of Cypress, near Florence, Ala., at 50 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom.

LEVIATHAN, by Muley, dam by Windle, at the stable of Col. George Elliot, near Gallatin, Sumner county, Tenn., at 150 dol. the season, and 1 dol. to the groom.

LUZBOROUGH, by Williamson's Ditto, dam by Dick Andrews, at the stable of Dr. A.Whitlocke, Sanders, Limestone county, Ala., at 100 dol., 120 dol., and 200 dol. -1 dol. to the groom.

MORDECAI, by Lottery, dam by Welbeck, own brother to Red Rover, at Edm. Bacon's plantation, Twigg county, Ky., at 60 dol. the season.

MERMAN, by Whalebone, dam by Orville, at the Oakland Course, Louisville, Ky., at 50 dol., 75 dol., and 100 dol. Address L. Shirley.

PRIAM, by Emilius, out of Cressida, by Whiskey, at Dr. A. T. B. Merritt's stable, Hicksford, Va.-a limited number of mares at 150 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom.

PHILIP, by Filho da Puta, out of Treasure, by Camillus, at H. M. Cryer's stable, near Gallatin, Tenn., at 75 dol., 100 dol., and 125 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom.

RICHARD, by Orville, out of Miss Sophia, by Stamford, at Maj. B. Luckett's stable, Franklin county, Ky.

SARPEDON, by Emilius, out of Icaria, by The Flyer, at the stable of John Wimbish, Halifax, C. H., Va., at 60 dol. and 100 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom. SHAKSPEARE, by Smolensko, out of Charming Molly, by Rubens, at Robt. Hurt's stable, near Paris, Western District of Tenn., at 100 dol. the season. SKYLARK, by Waxy Pope, out of Skylark, by Musician, at L. P. Cheatham's stable, 2 miles northwest of Nashville, Tenn., at 100 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom.

Swiss, by Whisker, out of Shuttle mare, at Judge Thompson's stable, near Salem, Livingston county, Ky., at 50 dol., and 1 dol. to the groom. TRUSTEE, by Catton, out of Emma, by Whisker, at the stable of John R. Snedeker, near the Union Course, Long Island, at 30 dol. cash, and 1 dol. to the groom.

TRANBY, by Blacklock, dam by Orville, at George R. Robertson's stable, Central Course, Macon, Ga., at 80 dol. if paid within the season, and 100 dol. if paid out of it.

ZINGANEE, by Tramp, out of Folly, by Young Drone, at Parker E. Todhunter's stable, 8 miles south-east from Lexington, Ky., at 100 dol., and 1 dol. to the

groom.

THE SPORTING LOOKER-ON AND REFLECTOR.-
ALFRED SELBORNE'S JOURNAL.

Continued.

WILL gullibility never cease?--The Morning Advertiser within the last week inserted the following remote advertisement; not, perhaps, itself misled; but certainly tending to mislead aged readers, who frequent glasses of old ale, at the homes of Licensed Victuallers. Many a retired gentleman, on Stamp Office half-pay, will toddle after a walking stick to see this wonderful pedestrian performance. But, first, it is proper I should give the landlord-puff-an extremely strong case of Sheffield-ware sincerity.

HARRIS THE PEDESTRIAN.-When this young man commenced his task of walking 1,500 miles in 1,000 successive hours, which he did on the 29th of April, we shared in the general belief that it would be a failure. After a lapse of several days our reporter found him at work, when he had accomplished upwards of 400 miles. He exhibited such signs of vigour then as made us doubt if he had performed so much of his task—the result, however, of our inquiries satisfied us that he had. Our reporter has visited the ground again, and finds that up to yesterday at two o'clock he had performed 907 miles. The opinion of all who have seen him, and who have had the means of ascertaining, that he has really performed this already herculean exploit (and they are many), is that he can accomplish this great undertaking; indeed several respectable persons, residents in the neighbourhood, have taken it in turns to sit up during the night, to see that he starts at his proper time, and that he walks over the ground, to secure which, Harris is made to carry in his hand a small lantern. There is in this last arrangement such an evident desire to secure. e fair play for all, that, coupled with all we have observed, and the offer of Mr. Parsons, the landlord of the Stag Tavern, in the Fulham-road, on whose grounds Harris is walking, to make oath that hitherto both time and distance have been kept by Harris, we have no hesitation in declaring this to be one of the most interesting matches ever attempted.

Sheridan should really have read this enormous puff, before he wrote "the Critic;" for I know not when I have seen such circumstantial stuff to make out a case. "This young man" opens well; the pedestrian would seem to have youth on his side, a great charm; but if any of our readers have ever seen "this young man," they will smile at the florid description of a ricketty, thin, aged mechanic, who could have no more chance of doing even a week of the Barclaymatch, than we should have of swarming the monument on Fish-street Hill after a crow's nest, or jumping clean over one of the iron steamers, without a fair run up the Thames for a start!—Now, Liston, Sir Astley Cooper, or his nephew Bransby, or Key, or Calloway,

would give their heads to anatomise an extraordinary subject; so I, an eminent surgeon at paragraphs, am eager to open this monster of a puff, and shew the curiosity of its formation. I am vexed about the Licensed Victuallers, because they have a sort of congregated pewterpot heap of belief; all signs of their times; but I really must give up "Goats' Heads," "Seven Stars," and " Stag Taverns," out of pure love to pure anatomy!

The construction of this paragraph is wonderful! George Robins, who paints estates, ought to secure this eminent Artist at any price. There is something common place in putting the declaration in the form of the Editor's confident announcement; but oh! how sweetly the statement branches out into the beautiful persuasions of truth! Can any one doubt that this young man, old Harris, walks perpetually; when" several respectable persons resident in the neighbourhood have taken it in turns to sit up during the night?" This is, what we call, being watched. No one would suppose that Mr. Alderson, who has to be at the Bank at nine in the morning, would take his night at "the Stag on the Fulham-road," to watch this indefatigable youth, old Harris, if he had not the inward support (put aside the Stag comforts) of satisfying the public mind, through the Morning Advertiser! Then, too, it should be remembered, that he takes his turn, with his fellowparishioners! Further, however, to secure this going over the ground at night, and this is as good as freehold security, old Harris, the young gentleman, is said to carry "a little lanthorn," which, of course, does not in the leastdeviate from all little lanthorns on record; for it throws no light upon the subject!

The performances of this Mr. Harris, very much remind me of the professional Trance-ist, in the Spectator; except that the feat was reversed as to the points of time; the lady advertized to sleep at the Cock and Bottle for three weeks, and of course, slept by day during the expedition; the Young Gentleman (Harris) does his expedition by day, and perchance sleeps by night. It is said, that, it is necessary to ride him with pins and needles, by the landlord, to keep his pace; but

this wants confirmation!

But, come I to dear Mr. Parsons, "the landlord," who, blending the Bishop with the Boniface,-comes to confirm! If any reader of this my journal, should, after the proffered voluntary oath of Mr. Parsons, be sceptical, I should rather he would not further be a reader of mine! because Mr. Parsons's oath comes at the conclusion of the paragraph, like the point at the end of an epigram,-with incalculable effect! Mr. Parsons, the landlord of the "Stag Tavern, in the Fulham Road,"-on whose grounds Harris is walking, "offers his oath," and