Escape to the 19th century

I'm giving the Seattle Public Library a break by picking a Trollope off my own shelves for my next book. I love the size (about six inches tall) of these old Oxford World Classics I bought at a used book store some years back, but even more do I love the notations made by the previous owner.

Translation: An exciting novel! If one ignores the usual hunting scenes. This reader really doesn't share Trollope's enthusiasm for foxhunting (nor do I), and he (I assume it's a "he") rarely fails to call them out in his notes.