2 THE SPORTSMAN IN FRANCE. 



Such excitement in the good, quiet, 

 dull town of Rennes had not been wit- 

 nessed for years — certainly not since the 

 Chouans, who, in the plenitude of their 

 Bourbonism and loyalty, had pinned with 

 their pitchforks a few of the unoffending 

 inhabitants against their tenements, be- 

 sides indulging in a little wholesale phle- 

 botomy, by severing a few jugulars with 

 their sickles. 



Nothing had been talked of for some 

 days previously but our crusade against the 

 boars, and " Guerre aux Sangliersr'wSiS the 

 cry far and near. The meet was appointed 

 to take place at the Chateau in the vicinity 

 of the Forest, where we had been so hos- 

 pitably entertained on the former occa- 

 sion, when we had given our disjointed 

 pack a prehminary run. 



Numberless were the snoring couples 

 disturbed on this eventful morning. By 

 dawn of day, the hired beaters were at 



