lOO FOX HUNTING. 



and off for Powell's rocks, with the hounds close 

 after, and he barely had time to get under a rock 

 and save himself. The excitement was great, 

 every horseman striving to be the foremost, and 

 hoping the hounds would kill before the rocks 

 were reached, or at least that the fox could be 

 turned from them and forced to make a long run. 

 The following article was published in the 

 Neiv York Herald of August 7th, 1887: 



"the rose tree hunt, near media, in 

 delaware county. 



"A mile and a half from Media, the county 

 seat of Delaware, a flourishing town where fifty 

 years ago the only human habitation was the old 

 Anvil Inn, stands an old-fashioned building from 

 one window of which projects a swinging sign. 

 This is the famous Rose Tree Inn, a perfect fac- 

 simile of the old public houses seen in that part of 

 England where the iron horse has not yet made 

 his appearance. On the sign is the faded sem- 

 blance of a rose tree. Go inside, and across the 

 little garden you will see a pretty, modern build- 

 ing in the shape of a long, one-story cottage. 

 Though quite large, it contains but a single 

 spacious room or hall, with a wide gallery running 

 around three sides of it. This is the Rose Tree 



