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Wednesday, 5th-This day Mr. Phillipps's beautiful, I must call them, harriers, because they kill hares, ran up a brace of the timids in double quick time, exactly like fox-hounds. Alas! plucking for bidden fruit.
Thursday, 6th.-Mr. Russell killed a fat unfortunate foil-running vix, after one hour and fifty minutes, all in covert. The master's organ of destruction was clearly visible, and fully demonstrated. If he says he must kill a fox, he will kill a fox, in spite of obstacles which would send almost any one else home bloodless. I must confess I felt rather spoony upon that vixen.
Friday, 7th-Mr. Phillipps's hounds killed a brace of hares in that heavy fencing country about Holsworthy, where the clay, whilst it holds fast the legs of the horses, carries so good a scent that it sets the canines a racing like mad. Mr. William Coryton's extraordinary bold riding was the lark of the day; he was often alone with the squeakers, and sometimes racing with the leaders, taking fence after fence with them. I sincerely pray the good Providence will take special care of his neck, as it were pity that such a very very violent lover of the manliest of all British amusements should be harmed by leaping blindly and desperately into danger; though I must own I feel pleasure bounce against my breast when I see this young lion of a noble breed spring ing forward to pounce upon fame as his destined prey.
Saturday, 8th. Mr. Russell's hounds drew many particularly good furze coverts near Lifton Park, the seat of Harris Arundel, Esq.; and Sydenham, the ancient house of the Tremaynes. We
unkennelled a gamekeeper, but not a fox. Yet it was not a day blank of pleasure, for a jovial party met round the hospitable board of Mr. H. Arundel, where covers were drawn, and corks too in abundance; joviality was the huntsman, and good fellowship the cry; and we ran well in to and killed many a good red fox from the preserves of jolly Bacchus, until russet-clad Sunday, with his sober morning face, cracked his whip, and sent us to our kennels. Thus passed away a week of excellent diversion. Your obedient servant,
Fairly transcribed by me, J. PARLE, because my friend ALOPEX does not know where to put his stops, and cannot spell over and above well.
N. B. I put the finishing hand to this paper on the 15th day of March, reclining on the top of my hill amidst rural felicity. The inno cent lambkins are skipping around me-a hundred birds are singing above me-primroses are my couch, and violets are my beaupot. Thus, Mr. Editor, even the gentle fisherman cannot be in a place of purer innocency than I am; therefore I hope, for my sake, you will not plant any more terrible great big V V V's in WESTERN ALOPEX his road; for, although he may be somewhat rough in his speech when hunting is wronged, I verily believe he has a kindly feeling for all woman-I mean man-kind, always save and excepting vulpecides.
The thermometer is now at sixty; and I am so much delighted with the mildness of the air, and the happiness of the innocents I see around me, and hear above me, that I could go on until it becomes cold evening.
Am entirely ignorant to whom your correspondent OLD SNOWBALL alludes as the organ of the South country party who attended at Louth; and equally ignorant as to his (OLD SNOWBALL'S) pretensions to give his opinion so very freely respecting that party: but presuming that he must have some authority for the remarks he has made, uncourteous as they are, I shall reply to them.
In the first place, Sir, this South country party consisted of Mr. Wilkinson and (laughable enough) Mr. Lacy, a Yorkshire Gentleman, and a Gentleman from the South, who acted officially, and had nothing whatever to do with the match. It therefore may be fairly said, that Mr. Wilkinson alone formed the South country party; ergo, OLD SNOWBALL'S remarks are very personal, though perhaps not intended to be so: and I can assure him they do not in the slightest degree apply to that veteran courser of the South: he is quite incapable of using any "vain and ineffectual boastings;" nor has he occasion to call in aid anything but recorded facts, to place him in the first rank amongst the coursers of this country. His experience, his success, in short his general knowledge of coursing matters, is equal to any man's in the kingdom.
In October last Mr. Wilkinson's kennel was very strong. The
first day's coursing proved destruction to two of his best, very best dogs; and a succession of extremely bad luck reduced his greyhounds so much, that be knew himself to be quite unprepa. ed to meet such experienced antagonists as Mr. Best and Sir B. Graham; nay, so convinced was he of it, that he even proposed to pay forfeit. As to the condition of Mr. Wilkinson's greyhounds, I shall only observe, that I never saw him run one out of condition. No, no; Mr. W. and his excellent servant Liddell know too well the value of condition to do so: and I will venture to say that Mr. W. has never given it as a reason for his defeat. He is the last man in the world to make excuses; and I am sure will most readily and cheerfully acknowledge that he had to compete with better dogs thau his own. As to the country at Louth being all "dells and ravines," it certainly, at first sight, strikes a South country courser as very formidable, if not unfavorable ground; and I must think, that greyhounds used to it have some little advantage
over those that have never run in any but a flat country; yet I have never heard Mr. Wilkinson mention this circumstance as a reason for his defeat. As to any one of the party having offered to renew the match for 1000 sovereigns, I cannot very readily believe; but I do most sincerely hope that a farther trial will take place, and upon a much larger scale, notwithstanding the (I dare say very good and SINCERELY well-nicant) advice of OLD SNOWBALL.
I shall now most readily admit that the South country dogs were FAIRLY and HONORABLY beaten ; indeed I have never heard it even insinuated to the contrary; and Iam
quite sure, if Mr. Wilkinson were at my elbow, he would most heartily subcribe to it; and at the same time acknowledge, that the reception the South country party met with at Louth was in every way friendly, hospitable, and agreeable; and the exertions of the Messrs. Dawson, to shew sport and fair play to both parties, will not, I can assure them, soon be forgotten in the South. I am, Sir, &c.
A SOUTH COUNTRY COURSER.
SHURY'S, NEAR CHINGFORD.
THIS subscription water is well
situated for those who like a wild and solitary spot, although it is not more than eight miles and a half from town. The fisherman will here find unsophisticated Nature, so congenial to the real lover of the angle. The house, which is built of wood, and erected on piles, is a singular piece of architecture, but well assimilates with the adjoining scenery. Its late inhabitant was a man well known and much respected by sportsmen, though the singularity of his manners and appearance at first sight
was not the most courtly. The habits of early life had some influence in forming so decided a character, having been many years a British sailor on board a man-ofwar. Shury, when he quitted the service of his country, still having a strong attachment to wood and water, chose this recluse habitation, "with plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads;" but age, infirmities, and misfortunes have caused him to make a retreat, which a sanguinary foreign foe never could do.
"World, world, O world!
This station will long bear his name: it is an excellent part of the stream, and has many good swins and deep holes, particularly the pool near the house. Fine pike are taken here, with a great variety of other fish. A stagecoach puts down opposite the Angle (Edmonton), which is facing Water Lane, leading to Cook's Ferry. When you pass the Mill, turn to the left up the river-side, about half a mile, and there is the water spoken of. S.
ANGLING EXCURSION IN NORTH WALES. (Concluded from our last Volume, page 389.
IN Wales angling is chiefly confined to salmon and trout, although in some of the rivers chub are to be found; and in most of the lakes there are very fine perch. I know of no lake or river which contains pike, barbel, and grayling, with the exception of that noble piece of water, Bala Lake, the property of Sir Watkin Williams VOL. XXII. N. S.-No. 128.
Wynn, in which there are some very superb pike, which were introduced into that lake by, I believe, the present proprietor, many years ago.
But, although the sport is thus confined as to variety, the great number of trout in the largest lakes and rivers affords most excellent diversion. In most of the