GOING TO THE MEET.

Waikato Times, Volume XXXIX, Issue 3157, 17 September 1892, Page 2 (Supplement)

GOING TO THE MEET.

High rode, in cloudless blue, the sun, the "hunters gnthererl fast; Fair Indies on thfiir prancing steeds with headloiiK speed flew past. From B-,ist to West, to meet again at Gwynneland's plpasant dale ; The sweetest Indies at the meet rode out from Mi .ana Vale.

The trumpet's notn sounds loud and clear, the hounds thnir pipe are rinaiiiL', As from the verd nit copse the Imrc from off the given gra-s springing. What is it makes thu crimson blood rush to the ladies' brow? What is it makes their handsome heads bend like a lily's bow ?

It is the. cheorinc; pleasant sound that greets the passers-by, A single hbxst from the huntsman's horn, and this is now the cry : — The hunt H up : the loud " halhio " makes every heart heat high, Flushed with excitement every cheek, and sparkleth every eye.

The spawned hunter feels his pulse a trifle quicker heat: The ladies canter Joyously unto the (Jwynneliinils' meet; To their face the roses lisa, as by their brother's side, They with two other hisses on their mettled palfrey's ride.

And many a hat is raised to greet the trio Ciintnring by ; With nriiiy a smile, and many a nod, the merry tluve reply : "Hush! View! Halloo!" The hare is fonnil, thndnpplrtd hounds cive tongue ; As glad a sound tu huntsmen's ear aa ever bugljsung. Away I Away ! o'er field and ditch the eager hunters speed. This is the β-ami) to fire the blood—ayo, this is sport indeed I It brings together Jock and Squire; the-lundl-ird givss his hand In fellowship his tenant to; tho swell who owns the land, With him who tills his acres broad, U equal for the day. No ''hiss distinctions owned wheii once the huntsman "Away!" Junius Hibkrnicus. Cambridge.