Following the Lowland Wolf n 3 



Such was a typical run across country of the Valley 

 Hunt in the old days ; a club which the author founded 

 in 1886 and which is still in existence, though the cross- 

 country riding is restricted about Pasadena and other 

 towns, due to the settling up of the country. Where, 

 or near where, the coyote was killed, is a forest of 

 eucalyptus, and houses and fences stop the way ; but 

 there are thousands of acres beyond the towns where 

 identical sport can be had to-day, coyotes coming out 

 of the range every night and yelping singly and in 

 concert. 



As we rode out that morning a guest from one of 

 the Eastern fox-hunting clubs remarked that as there 

 were no fences to jump the sport must be " rather 

 slow." I did not dissent, but some time after the kill 

 our guest came in, and after congratulating the young 

 lady who had made a ride which for daring, I venture 

 to say, is seldom equalled by a woman, he turned to 

 me and, laughing, said, " I take it all back about the 

 lack of excitement ; but that run was n't hunting, it 

 was suicide. I never would have believed that a horse 

 could go down such a precipice on the run." 



It looked dangerous to a man habituated to the 

 beautiful pastures and level stretches of country of the 

 East where bad washes, badger and squirrel holes are 

 unknown ; but to a California horse with a soup9on of 

 mustang in him, a horse that enjoyed sport and knew 

 all about it, it was nothing, and even this was a baga- 

 telle to some of the riding I have seen among the sheep 



