THE LIFE OF A FOXHOUND. 59 



" Unkennelling hounds," remarked Trim- 

 bush, as we trotted along the road, side by- 

 side, " is one great illustrative fact of the 

 difference between high-bred and low-bred 

 animals. A puddle-blooded mongrel, or one 

 of low caste, licks and fondles only the hand 

 that gives him food; but we, and all possess- 

 ing similar tendencies, love him and those 

 who show and give us sfort. See the 

 difference with which we hail our feeder's 

 appearance, and that of our huntsman. We 

 have affection for both; but there is no com- 

 parison between either the kind or strength of 

 the feeling." 



" We may like Will, too, all the better," 

 I observed, *' on account of his not flogging 

 us." 



' * A huntsman should never use the thong, ' ' 

 replied my companion. ** It should be his 

 study to be on such terms of friendship and 

 good-will with his pack, that each hound is 

 ready to fly to his voice like a bird to her nest ; 

 and among the varied tempers and disposi- 

 tions which he has to deal with, this is 

 impossible if he unites with his office the 

 duties of whip." 



" I always feel inclined to head just the 



