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Updated: September 8, 2025
How truly has Dame Juliana Berners said that "at the least the angler hath his wholesome walk and merry at his ease, and a sweet air of the sweet savour of the mead flowers that maketh him hungry; he heareth the melodious harmony of fowls; he seeth the young swans, herons, ducks, cotes, and many other fowls with their broods, which meseemeth better than all the noise of hounds, the blasts of horns, and the cry of fowls that hunters, falconers, and fowlers can make.
When our travellers found themselves alone that night, in one of the two small adjoining rooms that had been assigned to them, Lyon Berners turned to Sybil, and said; "You see, my dear Sybil, how it is: 'A prophet hath honor except in his own city. No one out of the Black Valley thinks of accusing you."
But Horace, in the face of reason and in defiance of his German counsellors, insisted upon letting fly the hawks in this high wind; and it so fell out that, in the first place, all the terms he used in his haste and spleen were wrong; and in the next, that the quarry taking down the wind, the horsemen could not keep up with the hawks: the falconers in great alarm, called to them by the names they gave them "Miss Didlington," "Lord Berners."
Sporting dogs, the setter, the pointer, the fox-hound, and all the several varieties of hound, have had their historians, from Dame Juliana Berners to Peter Beckford, and that more recent Peter whose patronymic was Hawker; while, on our side of the Atlantic, the late "Frank Forester" has reduced kennel-practice to a system from which the Nimrod of the ramrod may not profitably depart.
Only absorbed by other engagements," answered Lyon Berners, evasively. "You are the only friend I have in the whole world. And if you should desert me, I should perish," murmured Rosa, pathetically. "But I will never desert you, dear. Nor am I the only friend you have in the world. My wife is surely your friend," said Lyon Berners, earnestly.
Berners, who had assumed the character of "Harold, the last of the Saxon Kings," had already completed his toilet and gone below stairs, as he said, to take his place near the door to welcome his guests as they should enter the drawing-room. So Sybil was alone in her apartment.
Lyon Berners was reclining on the sofa in the drawing-room, with the last number of the "North American Review" in his hands. Suddenly a soft hand stole into his, and a soft voice murmured in his ear: "Mr. Berners, how have I been so unhappy as to offend you?" He looked up in surprise to see Rosa Blondelle standing by him.
"Oh, anything you please, so that it is nice and neatly served," said Mr. Berners, with a slightly impatient wave of his hand as if he would have been rid of his obsequious host. "Ah-ha! anything I please! It is easy to see what ails him.
In the dingle Borrow experienced one of his worst attacks of the "Horrors" the "Screaming Horrors." The description of the fight has been proclaimed the finest in our language, and by some the finest in the world's literature. Isopel Berners is one of the great heroines of English Literature. As drawn by Borrow, with her strong arm, lion-like courage and tender tearfulness, she is unique.
And again the most expensive delicacies and the mostly costly wines were ordered, with the most lavish extravagance. And they kept up the festivities in rather a noisy manner through the whole night, which was painful to me, I being a Churchman. But then, you know, madam, a landlord can not interfere with his guests to that extent." "Certainly not," admitted Mrs. Berners.
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