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the other side, and jump the wall, and press on in the di- 

 rection opposite that they came from. That does not 

 appear to me to be half as clever as the method of the 

 hare which, coursed by greyhounds, shoots through a muse 

 in the wall as the greyhounds jump it. Then the hare in- 

 stantly pops back through the hole, while the greyhounds, 

 having cleared the wall, gaze for the hare exactly in the 

 direction she pretended to be going, but did not go. Three 

 parts of all the fancied cleverness of hunted animals 

 arises from the fact that they can become scentless some- 

 times by intention and sometimes by accident. Of all 

 creatures that one would suppose to have no control over 

 their scent, the hunted deer and the hunted fox are appar- 

 ently the most likely, but really it is just the reverse. A 

 stag is run with a good scent. Suddenly he disappears and 

 leaves no trace of a scent. He has probably taken couch 

 somewhere, and a total absence of movement serves his 

 turn and saves his life. That absolute stillness is as useful 

 to him as to the incubating partridge; but what happens to 

 the scent he made in going to the spot he chooses for the 

 couch of a hunted deer.? He did not fly to it. 



Among the rest of the field were: Mrs. Charlie Munn; 

 Miss Eugenia Cassatt; Mrs. Bob Strawbridge; S. Laurence 

 Bodine; Ned Blabon; Rowland Comly and his son, Lester; 

 and Miss Ellen Mary Cassatt, on Gardner Cassatt's 

 "Greymaster," going in her usual faultless style. 



6th February, 191 8 

 Not since the winter of 18 18-18 19, ninety-nine years ago, 

 has there been such a continued cold spell of weather and 

 one to stop hunting for so many weeks, as we have prac- 

 tically been stopped since December 8 th. 

 First came quite a fair-sized snow that melted, then 



