100 THOUGHTS ON HUNTING 



This Letter began by a digression in favour of hunting ; it will end with 

 the opinion of a Frenchman, not so favourable to it. This gentleman was 

 in my neighbourhood, on a visit to the late Lord Castlehaven, who, being a 

 great sportsman, thought he could not oblige his friend more, than by letting 

 him partake of an amusement which he himself was so fond of ; he therefore 

 mounted him on one of his best horses, and showed him a fox-chase. The 

 Frenchman, after having been well shaken, dirtied, tired, run away with, 

 and thrown down, was asked on his return, ' Comment il avail trouve la 

 chasse ? ' 1 ' Morbleu ! Milord? said he, shrugging up his shoulders, ' votre 

 chasse est une chasse didbolique.'' 2 



* 1 'What he thought of the sport ? ' 



* 2 ' Zounds, my lord : your sport is the devil's own sport.' 



