HUNTING RECOLLECTIONS. 27 



TRAPPED FOX. 



How grievous it is to see the sad changes 

 in the Hadleigh country. Mr. Carnegie used to 

 say it had been left as " God Almighty made it." 

 Now I am afraid another " gentleman " has a 

 hand in the job. There are Httle houses, like 

 ants' nests, and a complete bird cage of wire 

 forms the gardens. One man kept a fox trap 

 always going near the main earth, with the result 

 that I have seen him clothed down to the waist 

 entirely in foxes skins. Another sportsman 

 caught a fox in his hen house, and being of a 

 saving turn of mind, he skinned it and boiled 

 the flesh for his dogs. The result was his 

 neighbours were poisoned by the smell, and 

 there was some talk of calling in the sanitary 

 inspector. 



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How often one sees the folly of putting an 

 inexperienced rider on too good a horse. I do 

 not mean that he should not be a clever one, 

 because it goes without saying, what the man 

 does not know the horse ought. One that has 

 seen his best days and not over keen is the sort. 

 The beginner should be entirely master of the 

 situation. I remember many years ago when, 

 as a child, hunting with the Brighton Harriers, 

 in the charge of Mr. Poole, the riding master, 

 Captain Grant came up to me. " Why," said 

 he, " your pony has only three legs." I was 



