196 NIMROUS NORTHERN TOUR. 



Ages. Names. Sires. Dams 



Years. 



One.. . Bonny Bell.By Old Bustler Out of Mr. Foljambe'a 



Favourite 



Agile By Alchemist Out of Gaiety 



Actress ...Ditto Ditto 



Old Hounds ........ . .22^ Couples, 



Age One ditto 16 Ditto 



Total 38J Couples. 



I must here observe that the above is beyond the average 

 strength of Lord Kintore's kennel, by reason of the last nine 

 couples being hounds of the year, and the draft had not been 

 made when I left. I cannot, however, suppress my belief, that 

 the most fastidious judge would be pleased ay, delighted 

 with the appearance and performance of this young lot. The 

 puppies came in just as I left the country, and I requested his 

 lordship's permission to christen one of them Nimrod ; and I 

 was glad to hear he was doing well. 



In looking over this list, close observers of the pedigree of fox- 

 hounds will find much of our very best old blood especially in 

 Alchymist, going back to Mr. Warde's Abbot, the sire of Abelard ; 

 Lord Lonsdale's Lash wood ; the Beaufort Nimrod ; Lord Yar- 

 borough's Pontiff; the Beaufort Diligent running back to Mr. 

 Heron's (the Cheshire) old Nectar sort, the Grafton Governor, 

 Lord Harewood's Guilder, cum multis aliis, too numerous to 

 mention. 



As a huntsman to fox-hounds I shall dismiss Lord Kintore in 

 a few words. He has what the Greeks called the TTO.V dwpov, the 

 every gift for such a calling zeal, nerve, quickness, and talent. 

 But quick as he is, when quickness is desirable, no man hurries 

 hounds less in their work ; and when on a scent he seldom 

 speaks to them at all. Although he is as every sportsman 

 must be of Mr. Beckford's opinion, that hounds left entirely to 

 themselves would seldom kill. a fox, his system is, " Ware cast as 

 long as you possibly can." He says himself (vide his epistle to 

 Crane) he likes a burst of twenty minutes, but admires a hunt- 

 ing run of an hour, which I am certain he does, for these lines 

 of his friend Nicolls are often in his mouth : 



" Can the fox-hound ever tell, 

 Unless he takes the pains to smell 

 Where Reynard's gone ?" 



But a huntsman's science is not confined to the field, the 



