. St. Nicholas [serial]. THE ROYAL HUNT 1129. The deer abounded in the wood, a-bounding mid the trees;Sir Quincum shot at one, but missed because he had to feared hed lost his arrow, but stopped worrying over thatWhen he shortly saw it safely sticking in Sir Doodads hat. Count Putt, the golfer, bagged a lynx; of course he felt no dread,But approached it with his niblick, and in one stroke laid it wild hog charged the Duke de Bluffe. He was nt scared, he swore,But merely left because the beast was such an awful boar.

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