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EPPJSG IIU-NT. I Hk who has not been at the Epping IIunt has been no where. England is undoubtedly the most capital coun'ry in the whole wo rid London is tho capital of England; the inhabitants of London are capital cockneys, and the Epping Hunt is cockneyisf nighly concentrated. So that he who has not seen the Eppmg Hunt should never boas of his ravels, because he has comitted to see the sight which is not to be seen any where else, and which is, HI fact, the neplus ultra of every thino-. V es.er.iay was the day of this annual grand turn-out and what a lovely yesterday it was The very elements themselves laid aside their sulks, and assisted in making surpassingly brilliant and dusty Early in the morning, indeed, matters looked rather dull; the pedestrians seemed to be rather backward in comming forward, and every- body began to wonder what was become of every- body; but towards twelve o'clock every thing was just as it should be; and long before the stag-which, by the bye, was a hind-was turned out, there was as fine afield as ever was seen "SiticeNiiiirod bold, That mighty hunter, first made war on beasts." There was Mr. Dionysius Drake, thedrysalter from Sunmery-axe, on horseback, with his duck and all his little ducklings in a handsome shandry- dan by the side of him. There was Mr. and Mrs. Dabs, and all the little Dabses, from Lower Thames street; Mr. Dabs an cheval, and the family in an elegant shy, green picked out black. ( There was—but it is impossible for us to indivi- dulise at so short a notice, and therefore we must content ourselves with saying, that all the people of condition from Whitechapel eastward to Bow. and all the fashionables from Houndsditch, and all the haul-ton of Duke's-places and Davis Marks, were present. The gentlemen—many an one of whom hired a hunter for the occasion—were, for the most part, well mounted, either on boilers, roarers, sky- scrapers, or daisy-cutters, and the ladies and little ones in an endless variety of carriages. By one o'clock, p. lit. they had all conglomerated in the Forest, on the brow of the hill beyond the Bald- Stag, and there they waited the commencement 4 of the sports-the gentlemen making the most of their horses, and the ladies making the most of the sandwiches, and every now and then ex- claming, Dear me where is the deer 1" But the deer was not to be had at that time for its owners were making the most of it in Woodford, by exhibiting it at threepence a-head to the cu- rious and as curious could not be all satisfied till it was two o'clock before the deer was brought to the ground and then, as Mr. Drake, the drysalter, said," the viml was so high, the scent,. vould'nt lay." However, scent or no scent, just before 2o'clock, the deer hanimal was brought down from 'food- ford in a cart, attended by some six or seven couples of hounds—harriers and beagles assorted and two or three hundred boys, who made the welkin ring with a view-halloo before the deer was uncarted. At length the door of the eart was gjiened. Jjjsat deer was poked out and away she went down tfo valley, surrounded by hundreds of horsemen awl footmen -some before her and some behind her all whooping and hallooing pell-mell whilst the ladies looked wondering, and the hounds had enough to do to save themselves from being tram- pled to death by the horses. In two minutes, however, the deer had distanced two-thirds of her pursuers, and which way is she gone 2" was the cry hut luckily, at this moment, a hare star- t led from her form among the underwood by the universal uproar, aud took across the open ground. Another view holloo resounded far and wide: men, horses, and dogs were after her in no time, and after a hard run, of three hundred yards, poor puss was literally trampled to death, and carried away in triumph to the Roebuck inn. What became of the deer was for a long time doubtful; but towards four o'clock she was found up to her chin in Old Goldin's pond—about three miles from where she was started and was brought back in her cart to Woodford, little the worse for wear. When the fun was over, the sportsmen, sports- women, and sportscUildren adjourned ko the public- houses on the forest, where they made themselves as jolly as possible for an hour or two, aud then returned home, singing And a hunting we will go, And a hunting we will go, And a huntingwe willgo, o, 0, oh! And a hunting we will go." ;f- In October last a man named Osborn, of St.

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