HUNTING 125 



from about one o'clock, and then W. Judy 

 carried me beautifully. It was just madly 

 exciting, and I never enjoyed anything so 

 much. There were a good many people out I 

 knew, which added greatly to the enjoyment." 



Such is the skeleton account of my first 

 day's hunting, but my memory fills it out with 

 plenty of stuffing and colour. 



Well do I recollect how my kind and thought- 

 ful cousin sent his second horseman out 

 specially to look after me, and how he bade 

 me follow a certain lady who he knew would 

 lead me into no harm. Obediently I did so 

 for the first hour or two, but when after one 

 o'clock we found a fox who promised faster 

 fun than the morning ones, and Judy and I had 

 begun thoroughly to understand each other, 

 my courage and confidence rose while my 

 obedience evaporated. I then picked my 

 own leader, a lady of bolder mettle, and the 

 second horseman had more galloping and 

 jumping than he probably expected. 



Before long however, I found myself with my 

 host's red coat as my pilot (though he was un- 



