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territories. The members of the same litter will generally evince similar propensities, as compared with each other. It may be argued that, by frequent hunting, the latter will learn a greater extent of country, and eventually become valuable in the way of affording sport. If they be young foxes, that principle is evidently correct; but if old ones, depend upon it they are incorrigible. They are like vicious, bad hounds, that may be drafted from one kennel to another, but for whom the halter, in the first instance, is the best remedy. Now, it cannot be the covert itself that produces this distinction between good and bad foxes; it is surely the breed that has been preserved in it for a series of time. Perhaps it may be supposed that the coverts which are the places of resort for good foxes do not abound with food-rabbits, for example ; and that the foxes are compelled to travel for their maintenance, as well as education. There may be something in that, although not much; for there is scarcely a spot in her Majesty's dominions so scantily provided with food that foxes cannot find sufficient for their support, within a very limited distance from their earths; or if that were the case, foxes would not resort to those places of famine. A vixen will not lay up her cubs in a locality unprovided with adequate means of support; she is endowed with too great an allowance of instinct to do that; neither do they, as may be somewhat generally imagined, rely entirely on game and rabbits; rats, but more especially mice, are, in the estimation of vulpine gourmands, favourite delicacies.

On the practice of digging out foxes, some diversity of opinion exists; as is commonly the case, relative to other subjects. In a country overstocked with bad foxes it may sometimes be justified, in order to kill them down. Some foxes acquire a habit of going to ground without scarcely any pressing; such animals are of no use, but for the purpose of blood in fact, they are a great nuisance, and the sooner the hounds taste them the better. In proof of this, I have several times seen foxes run to ground, got out, and without running a mile have gone to ground again such foxes are surely not worth preserving. Let me, however, exonerate myself from any desire to uphold an unsportsmanlike system of digging foxes, when they are run to ground, as a general practice; far from it. I maintain, that when a good run is terminated by the fox taking refuge in an earth, or even a rabbit-hole, then he should be suffered to remain; the hounds allowed to mark him to his restingplace, encouraged to bay at him, hallooed and who-hooped to, and every ceremony observed similar to those when he is killed, save and except that of "carving him up." The hounds will thus be led to understand he is there, and that they have, like good boys, done their duty. If a fox is dug out and immediately turned down, it is seldom that he escapes with his life, after having stood before the hounds even but a short time. The close atmosphere of a subterranean retreat, the opening to which is probably closed during a great portion of the time occupied in the employment, nearly suffocates the already partly exhausted animal, independent of the terror which he must experience; for his instinct assures him he is surrounded by a host of enemies. After such an ordeal, he requires no friendly embrace previously to his being enlarged, in order to ensure the hounds running into him.

The H. H. is not regarded as a good scenting country, especially in dry weather; but last season, as well as the present, up to this time,

wind and rain have prevailed, and predominated over fine days. In fact, I suspect there have been sadly too much for scent, and certainly too much for the farmers. There are, however, some peculiarities in the country which, to a certain extent, compensate for the defect in the soil. There are no cattle to stain the ground, and the sheep are mostly confined in flocks, and attended by a shepherd; consequently, not roaming at large, the foxes cannot run through them, as they often do in Leicestershire, Warwickshire, and many other countries, and thereby cause hounds to come to checks. Foot people are not so numerous as in many other parts; neither are there any places of fashionable resort at hand, like Leamington or Cheltenham, replete with delicate excitements, tending to stimulate the devices of rival horsemen, who sally forth by hundreds. The fields are, therefore, numerically small, being composed of the gentlemen who reside in the neighbourhood, and a fair sprinkling of farmers. Compared with many other hunts, I am inclined to think, more than an average of the resident gentry are to be met with at the cover side with the H. H. In Leicestershire, not one-tenth of the numbers which compose the large fields constantly in attendance on the Quorn are countymen. The same in Northamptonshire and Warwickshire. Earl Fitzhardinge's great fields mostly follow his lordship from Cheltenham. The Duke of Beaufort's are similarly augmented by the votaries at the shrine of King Bladud. The Heythrop derive numbers from Cheltenham and Oxford; and however gratifying it may be to a Master of Hounds to find that he is well attended, a multitude is certainly not conducive to sport.

It affords me great pleasure to record an excellent day's sport with Lord Gifford on the 23rd of November; the place of meeting Ellisfield Church. The first fox was found in Hal-wood; he went away for Herriard Park, and was lost, when some other coverts were drawn blank. A fox had frequently been seen in a turnip field at Hatch Warren Farm, part of the property of that excellent preserver of foxes and true patron of foxhunting, Mr. Bowyer, of Farleigh. On entering the field partridges arose in every direction; and having gone over somewhat more than half of it, Lord Gifford viewed this gallant, independent specimen of the vulpine race on his legs. Giving a whisk with his brush in a most graceful style of salutation, as much so as if he had been brought up at court, away he went up-hill and up-wind over the Basingstoke and Stockbridge road, leaving Kempshot on the left; here the hounds came to check; a cast was made towards Kempshot, which did not succeed, another to the right was more fortunate, and the hounds ran him on good terms to Southwood, forced him through that covert to Bull's Bushes, thence to Ash Park, leaving the house on the right hand, and bearing to the left of Steventon, passing the parsonage house, where some of the horsemen, unintentionally it is true, must have caused some damage to the neatly-kept gravel walks, an injury which the worthy incumbent, who from his parterre evidently enjoyed the scene, bore with most courteous philosophy. From this point the covert at North Waltham was gained in quick time, the hounds having the advantage of running nearly up-wind the greater part of the distance; becoming somewhat pressed, the fox retraced his steps to Bull's Bushes, and there a fresh fox, which led us to Itchen Row, a plantation on the outskirts of Ash Park, was kind enough to suffer martyrdom for

his more gallant kindred. The time occupied one hour and fifty minutes, with variety to gratify every taste, pace over the open, and hunting in the coverts; moreover, the turnip-field fox saved himself for another day, and the hounds had blood, the well-merited reward of their good conduct.

There is one circumstance worthy of notice, which I referred to before, but which I could not then dwell upon, that of the fox lying in a turnip field surrounded by partridges; a pretty good proof that the birds felt themselves secure in his company. Had he been in the habit of indulging or amusing himself by disturbing them, however futile his attempts might have been to have made a meal of any, they would not have remained in the field; one covey rose within a hundred yards of the spot from whence he got up. This fact is the more striking, as the fox was known to be in the habit of reposing in the field, and has been seen there since he afforded this run. Think of this, vulpicides all, if any there be, noble, gentle, or simple, and never allow keepers to assail your good sense by asserting they cannot preserve game and foxes. Wishing Lord Gifford and his hounds the utmost success, I hope they will never kill this good fox. I must "score to the cry" of poor old Lockley, and join in his argument, that five brace of good foxes will afford more sport throughout a season than fifty brace of bad ones.

December 2.-Lord Gifford's hounds, at Tunworth. Found in Sheeplands, a young fox disinclined to break, and he was killed in the covert ; went to Herriard, and found again. After some trouble in forcing him from the covert, he went away through the woods to Henwood, on to Halwood, through which he was hunted, and the hounds brought the scent out into a field of turnips. Fancying he had encountered the fine open country in that direction, his lordship made a cast forward, but could not succeed; he had evidently headed back into Halwood, where he was lost. Time to the turnip field, one hour and fifteen minutes. December 9th.-Lord Gifford; Herriard Common. An unimportant run from a covert near the place of meeting to Bradley and back again does not require much detail. Several other coverts were drawn blank, when a fox was found in a large piece of gorse, not a gorse covert similar to those which abound in many other countries, but a vast expanse of stunted gorse such as may be occasionally found upon downs and uninclosed lands. An ill-mannered sheep-dog viewed the fox and coursed him, when a presumptuous harrier, roaming for his own amusement, hunted him; thus it was unnecessary for Lord Gifford or his hounds to trouble themselves in the matter; so, having followed him back to the gorse in which they found him, retired homewards, earnestly hoping on the next occasion of an inter-view for a better scent, and no impertinent inter-pleading by sheep-dogs or harriers.

Cox, the huntsman to the Vine, met with a most unfortunate accident on the 23rd of November, in consequence of his horse falling upon him. Anxious to get as quickly as possible to a halloo, he was riding through a covert at a fast pace, when his horse struck his leg, and coming in contact with some stubs was unable to recover himself, both falling heavily; the unfortunate huntsman's shoulder came with great violence to the ground, injuring the point of it materially. Their head man being thus disabled, the hounds were confined to the kennel some ten days or more, much to the annoyance of many of the principal atten

dants. At length, however, they reappeared under the care of the whipper-in-they have but one; and I am pleased to add they were fortunate enough to have a good hunting run, with a kill, from Pamber Forest.

December 11th.-Met the Vine at Ash Park, the whipper-in acting in the capacity of huntsman. They found in Bramdown, the hounds getting away on good terms with their fox, ran him up-wind with laudable expedition to a covert called Southly Copse, near South Lichfield ; he then retraced his steps, and regained the covert in which he was found, but he went on and was lost. The whipper-in could never afterwards get on good terms with him, for although there was something like a scent in places to Little Dean Wood, he was certainly not there when the hounds reached it. A second fox, found in Dean Wood, ran to Malshanger and back, but seeing no probability of sport most of the field left them.

On my way homewards, a little anecdote, worthy of recording as regards hallooing, must not be omitted. Just after I had left them near Malshanger, meeting with a shepherd I enquired from him the nearest route to where I wished to go, when I thought I heard a halloo; expressing my impression to the guardian of the sheep, he replied, “Oh! they be only hallooing for foolishness." "What!" I exclaimed, "Would they halloo without having seen the fox?" "Oh yes, sir," was the answer. 66 They'd belike halloo if they saw a gentleman in a red coat, or may-be they'd only halloo just to get the hounds back to them if they zeed 'um going another way; they be fond a zeeing the hounds." After this genuine explanation, how cautious a huntsman ought to be in going to a halloo ! I have no doubt of the truth of the shepherd's statement.

No pack of hounds can be considered as sufficiently appointed without two whippers-in, and the position in which the Vine have been placed is a proof of it. The huntsman meets with an accident, and is therefore unable to appear with the hounds at the covert side. The whipper-in may be appointed to act the part of the huntsman, but who has he to assist him? No one. At length a stranger is found, but being unacquainted with the hounds he can be but of little use. It must also be remembered hounds will not work for their whipper-in as they have been accustomed to do for their huntsman, independently of which whippingin to hounds and hunting them are essentially different employments. It affords me much satisfaction to announce the huntsman has sufficiently recovered the effects of his fall, as to enable him to reappear at the covert side with the hounds, and resume his duties.

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"THE MOON FOR MISCHIEF."

DESIGNED AND ENGRAVED BY H. BECKWITH.

"The devil's in the moon for mischief"-
At least so Byron dared declare,
When, as was not uncommon, his chief
Thought was love and lady fair.

The influence of a summer moon
No doubt's a pleasant thing enough;
Just here, though, that's all out of tune-
Our hero's made of stouter stuff

Than the looking soft, and "talking small,"
And making vows, and breathing sighs-
Why, such grand "mischief" after all
Is-kissing girls and telling lies.

Though the poet's talk may some deceive,

Be ours that "mischief" sportsmen mean When-Yet just one minute, by your leaveHey! Presto! and we shift the scene!

See first, then, Julia snug in bed,
Or fancy her you there behold-
So cuddled up-For why-be it said
"O! summer night"'s now winter cold.

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And that same knight of lady's bower,

Changed with the season of the year, To others gives up the midnight hourRead little duck for little dear.

How changed, too, from that gay attire
The jacket thick and those long boots,
In which some men to ride aspire,

In which our sportsman only shoots.

With dog and gun the old boat 's mann'd,
With cautious zeal she's punted out;
Steady and soft she feels a hand

That" mischief means beyond a doubt.

Ye fish-flesh'd-fowl-ye ducks and geese,
I would your danger that you knew!
Too late, alas! well, die in peace;

He'll soon make ducks and drakes of you.

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