72 FACT AGAINST FICTION. 



Richard Sutton's brand upon liim. Such hounds 

 to draw and find a fox, and to mark him in an 

 earth or drain, I scarcely ever saw. Stamford 

 had a very peculiar long-drawn, mellow tongue. 

 In length and mellowness it resembled a single 

 note of the hunting-horn; and in a short time, 

 whenever that tongue was heard in those heavy 

 woodlands, every hound flew to it as to a pro- 

 clamation to which no sort of doubt attached. 

 Proctor's Avas a shorter tongue, and not pecu- 

 liarly remarkable ; and it was this old hound 

 Proctor that knocked over the first cub I 

 killed in the Melchbourne woods. After some 

 very hard work, a cub attempted to break, and 

 Proctor rolled him over. 



A grey-pied hound. Voucher, given me by 

 Colonel AVyndliam, from Sussex, would never draw. 

 He used to stick his liead between the hocks of 

 my horse, and never enter the cover till a fox was 

 found. Before long we understood each other, 

 and lie knew the worth of the tongues of the pack 

 in a much shorter time than I did, and thus early 

 lie recognized the hounds that could be trusted 

 from those that, in the exuberance of youth and 

 ignorance, would run riot ; and whenever I heard 



