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SANDY’S STORY.

Ler me at once undeceive you upon one point.
It is not the mountains there, but the hounds,
that are hard to be rode over, and that on account
of the scent. We have, however, noble lords and
others, who can and do keep with the hounds,
except on the steepest parts of Cheviot. In the
next place, let me pray of you not to believe the
slanderers, who say that we are so unmercifully
slaughtered. No, my friends, it is not so. We
have patrons as good as, if not better than you
have in the South. One gentleman alone has
lately raised, at his own expense, for our sole use,
a score of coverts, which was the only thing re-
quired, as both sides of Tweed, Berwickshire, and

Northumberland, are as fine country as can be