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 keen relish for Italian literature; this man of varied talents and rare activity needed a good body to stand all he put himself to do.

And he had it. If you think statesmen need to have weak legs, look at his; his fiery, high-pressure brain, with all its ceaseless activity, did not seriously rob his legs, as any of us would have found out had we gone with him on a fifty-six-mile tramp. You, so satisfied because you have occasionally made a century run on your bike; just try for a change a fifty-six-mile in a day; and such fare as you are able to pick up by the way-side; and you will find even crackers and cheese at the finish more delicious than the richest and most toothsome viands you have ever tasted.

"In defiance of nature, which seemed to have unsettled him for any other class of pursuits, Fox was an ardent, a many-sided, and, in some respects, a most accomplished sportsman.… Like all men of his temperament, he shot better after advancing years had taken off the first edge of his keenness. But he did not require a gun to tempt him abroad. He prided himself on his endurance as a pedestrian; and on the steadiness of pace which enabled him, almost infallibly, to calculate the distance that he traversed by the time that he spent over it. The friends of his later life could not please him better than by disputing whether this or that village was nine or eleven miles from St. Anne's Hill, in order to give him an opportunity of solving the problem by a walk. When a lad at Oxford and only broke the journey for a lunch of bread, cheese, and porter; in payment for which, observing the usual proportion between the market-value of his pleasures and the price that they