Jack Rabbit Hunting With Greyhounds 79 



but as happy as we are tired. Hungry? Awfully hungry, 

 and with appetites to shame a lumberman. 



'^^A run, sir, will please you far better than wine. 

 The further you gallop, the better you'll dine J" 



The Colorado Springs Hunt Club is quite an extensive 

 organisation with a membership of about 200. Only a small 

 portion of the number, however, take an active part in the 

 chase. A more ideal country to ride and hunt coyote over 

 cannot be imagined. 



The regular fixtures of the club are Wednesdays and Satur- 

 days. 



These runs take place on the great plains in any direction 

 from the city one may care to ride. A five or ten mile ride 

 at most brings you to the game. Once a month the club send 

 their horses and hounds out fifteen to twenty-five miles by 

 rail, the evening before, to some ranch and go out on a special 

 train in the morning for an all day's hunt, making a basket 

 picnic of the affair. On these daj^s they have from four to 

 six runs, and half as many kills. They picnic on the plains 

 wherever noon overtakes them, from a mess wagon, that fol- 

 lows the hunt. In the evening they return to town by the same 

 special train, or in a special car, attached to some regular train. 

 The writer j ust missed one of these monthly events by arriving 

 at Colorado Springs the day it w^as going on. The genial 

 master and owner of hounds, INIr. A. B. Xichols, and his hunts- 

 man, JNlr. J. S. Kenyon, kindly offered to take the writer out 

 for a sample run near town and the invitation was gladly 

 accepted. 



With a day's rest for the hounds after "the big hunt" — as 

 the monthly meet is called, — a few of the more enthusiastic 

 members were notified of the "by day" run and the next morn- 

 ing, at 7 :30, we mounted our horses and were off to the plains. 



