66 British Dogs. 



" To give a list of the names of the patriarchs of the stud which have 

 taken their part in bringing the foxhound to his present standard of 

 excellence would fill a volume of no mean size. Most kennels have had 

 their Tarquins and Furriers, their Eingwoods and Eallywoods, to make 

 or mar their destinies. Yorkshiremen of the old regime would swear by 

 Sir Mark Sykes's Aimwell, that Chalon transferred to canvas, and whose 

 grand head ' gardanfc ' is considered the choicest specimen from that 

 artist's easel. His written eulogy 



Aimwell is by judges called a handsome hound, 

 And always foremost when the fox is found, 



being attributed to the pen of Major Healey, than whom few had a more 

 correct eye for horse or hound, or stronger nerve or better hand, as he 

 proved when he jumped the iron-spiked gate in the Welham carriage 

 drive when on the swing, without disturbing a hair on the clever brown 

 bay, Hard Bargain. Willing and Wanton, and a long array of W's have 

 kept up the dark patchy Aim well's reputation in this and other kennels. 



" Willing was a wonder at carrying a scent over sticky fallows ; but, 

 being too fast for Tom Carter on the wolds, she was transferred to 

 Brocklesby, where Will Smith did not give her many trials before he 

 returned her with ' She's of no use to me ; we can't keep her in sight.' 

 But Carter had no cause to regret the return, as she bred him Warrior 

 and Woodman to Splendour. The former carried home the fox's head 

 the first day he was out ; and, if allowed, he would always do so, be the 

 distance never so great. 



" Of the fifty couples in the Eddlesthorpe hound list of 1842, before the 

 kennel was transferred to Birdsall account, for the third time during the 

 half century, Wanton and her sister Willing contributed ten and a half 

 couples. The Mennithorpe miller never forgot his short cut across the 

 kennel meadow at Eddlethorpe, when Wanton, catching sight of his 

 dusky figure flitting through the early dawn, opened tongue, and, 

 deserting her Shiner puppies, after a brief run, gave him a two hours 

 and twenty minutes bay in the ash tree, at the end of which time he 

 was released by Eobert Wise, the kennelman, as he arose to his duties 

 at 5 a.m. 'Tak' her away, Eobert,' he pleaded; 'I was runnin' ti 

 Burythorpe to fetch t' cow doctor ; dea tak' her away ! ' 



" The Brocklesby hounds, like the Yarborough estates, passed in male 



