within an inch or two of you, wielded too by an uncontrollable rider on a still more uncontrollable quadruped. The hog was fortunately slain without accident, but his "death holloa" was succeeded by the most alarming work as to the hero who could fairly and lawfully claim the fourth spear. The party were happily unprovided with bull-dogs, and tilts and chivalry are out of fashion, or God knows what might have been the result. We arrived in camp by sunset, and a detail of the catastrophes and capsizes of that evening, while it sets my quill at defiance, would draw down upon me the curses of the most patient and enduring devils of your whole printing establishment.'

14th May. A party of six rode to Apsinghee, thirty miles;-on our arrival there, about evening, the shikarecs gave information of an abundance of hog in the hills, and of a solitary boar in a sugarcane occupying a centrical position in a plain distant about three miles. It was therefore deterImined to have at him the first thing in the morning. (Breakfast coming first in order, I ought perhaps to have said the second thing.) Arrived at the sugarcane, we put in the beaters, when the hog was soon roused; but, from an evident dislike to show himself, it was the greatest difficulty he could be forced out at all, and then only for a few seconds, since he always contrived

to make good one of the adjacent fields, of which there were not

a few. The opportunity once

offered, he was run into, and turned up in 100 yards, having, from the first to last, showed a greater inclination to fight than run. Our sport here closed for the day, the hills being in the very opposite direction, and far distant.

15th. Proceeded to the hills with 250 beaters; hog were soon on foot in several directions, and though we had previously resolved not to ride in the ravines, if it could be avoided, our resolves were speedily put to flight; for where is the man who can hold hard, or save his horse, when he thinks he has the slightest chance of getting a spear into his hog? Two were ridden unsuccessfully. The hog now appeared all over the hills, and one was killed singlehanded, after a good run. If we

rode after one sounder we rode ten. At length one boar took to a cane field, from which he was with much difficulty expelled and killed; but not until he had ripped two men.

Thus closed our day's work. Three o'clock, and only two on the list of conquered. We had been eight hours on our horses; of which the result was (by no means an uncommon one) one nag unable to be led into camp, and a couple more dead lame.

A WELL WISHER TO THE

SPORTING MAGAZINE.

or against either horse with the owner and his confederates, since it would rest with him or them to make one horse do his best or not, according to the state of his or their betting book.

I am happy to inform O. K. that his first remedy for that horrible disease, the Burzauttee, has been tried here with complete success, and I have no doubt it will always be attended with the happiest effects. A dram of aloes and scruple doses of blue vitriol given almost daily after some sores first made their appearance soon stopped their spreading to any size, and the constant application of the blue-stone powder dried them up, without any inconvenience to the horse or being compelled to either stint his food or remit his daily exercise. The horse I now speak of is the same I alluded to in one of your early numbers under my present signature, and I am confident that similar treatment will either cure the complaint, or so much deaden the disease as to render it of no importance what

ever.

Should I unfortunately turn up another Burzauttee subject in my stables this year I shall try O. K.'s

Muddar treatment, but I shall not feel so confident as I should with the aloes and vitriol. On this point he shall hear further from me.

Is there any analogy between Burzauttee and Farcy, and would one treatmeut do for both diseases?

Can any of your sporting friends give me a good recipe for cleaning gun barrels from the rust which has already marked mine, as though they had felt the influence of the small-pox. I have tried the common Bazaar Oil (the Copra), and I have rubbed in "Mercurial Ointment" sufficient to have salivated half-adozen barrels, but to no purpose; the rust still remains, and in one day a light brown crust comes over each spot, that tinges one's fingers with a most delicate colour; in fact, a wag here (I hate wags of all sorts, they are the pest of the place) calls my unfortunate gun, from this circumstance, "the gentleman in brown.” I don't understand the joke, so I only reply with a deep intonation of my old signature.

Poonah, 1st March, 1830.

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Tadcaster, Joon 1st, 1829.

Deer John. I dooly received youre last litter, but O! John, John Doggery, you ungenteel parjury unpossible man-you arn't got nun of the yooman milk of kineness in you-you basely desarted me with as bootiful a babby as ever was suckled and wot tho' it warn't quite born when you run'd away from me, cause yure ould feyther gived you a kick or two for being sarsy to un, yet nivertheless you mought have knone it wos all and every bit yure owne for it wos as loike you as backerpipe be to backerpipe, and I scorns yure insinivasions of rumping along with Bill Bullock on the acox tho' he be quite as good a man as you ever woz in yure best cloze of Sundays.

It was the most crooelest thing in the oonivarsal wurld to leave mother and child in such a fisticated state, for you know'd I hadn't got a farden to by cloze and so the poor deer babby used

for to keep a youling all day and nite continually like the cherrybims cause poor creeter 'twoz as naked as a cow's tit and as pale as a maggot and a dying with cold; and if some folks hadn't taken cumpashion we shood both have parished with wot the clark of our parish calls the poorish naturalibush-but Charity is a angel as the parson says and kiverd our nakednesses and gived us a bellyfull every day, and more nor that I can tell you to yure shame the good Sir-marrow-tine, was Bill Bullock and he's as good a man as you ever woz in yure best cloze of Sundays.

I don't know what you meen by axing me to come out to you and be a lady, yure no such wery prime wittles I'm sure for a body to run arter all the way to Hinjee and that 'ere name of nastiness wot you lives in with Ottypot princessess; and d'ye think as how I'd cum for to go for to be made a Seraligo of and

go smax in a famully; no you huxorious fellur, I despises your turpentine bazeness from my bottom of my art and more nor that, t'other day when I went to Roger he told me as how you'd diskiverd all my secrets and private affairs and put all your letters in print & told all the world about me and the babby and Bill Bullock who's as good a man as you ever woz in your best cloze of Sundays, and he says as how you'd better crissen your eldest black babby Pompey Doggery, and crikes! how he larfs! and what a vool you'll look like when you cums back to Tadcaster. Wot tho' so be as how you've got hatfulls of goold, we don't care about filthy looker and this be the last letter you'll ever see from me cause Bill Bullock won't rite no more for me, seeing as how it bean't becoming and so I bids you good by and I wishes you helth and I

I forgot to tell you that I was married last week woz a fortnite to Mr. Bullock and he's as good a man as you ever woz in your best cloze of Sundays and your babby is to go to the workus.

P.S.-Mr. Bullock's prize ox got the Silver meddle at Tadcaster fair, and his bool dog won the collar at the Bool-bait :-his shop's now painted and trade be as brisk as bottled cider which is wot you never woz in your best cloze of Sundays.

To Mr. John Doggery,
Orse jockey,

Hinjee or elswhere.

MR. EDITOR,

I cannot allow another number of the Oriental Sporting Magazine to be published without sending you the performances of that celebrated grey Arab, Boxkeeper, which justly entitle his name to be handed down to posterity, as there is not an instance on record of an Arab running so many years successfully and lasting so long as this truly honest and noble animal.

Boxkeeper first made his appearance on the Mhow course in February, 1825, and won the first race he started for, the Mhow Turf Plate, 880 Rs., at 8st. 12lbs., beating three others, two miles in 4m. 17s. and 4m. 30s. On the 14th February, at 10st., he was beaten by Firefly, 14 miles heat in 3m. 8s., the time of the

second not taken. On the 18th February he won the Handicap 800 Rs. at 9st. 4lbs., two mile heats, beating young Rapid in 4m. 17s. and 4m. 7s. (by several watches 4m. 6s.)

Lt.

On

Shortly after this meeting he became the property of C-ke. At the Baroda meeting in December, 1825, he came out and won the Give and Take, 650 Rs., at 9st. 5lbs., in a canter. the 19th December he was beaten by Harlequin for Col. Ballantine's Cup, 9st. 7lbs. each, two miles in 4m. 12s. On the 21st started for the Minister's Cup, 8st. 7lbs. each, 2 mile heats, and was well up to win, when his rider, supposing Cedric crossed him, pulled up, but the race was given to the latter. On the 23rd December he cantered over for the