THE LIFE OF A FOX 



A FAITHFUL history of the Ufe even of a Fox may 

 be not without its interest, for, to the wise, nothing 

 in nature is mean, and truth is never insignificant. 

 I was prompted to ^mte this account of myself by 

 overhearing one day, as 1 lay in a covert by the 

 roadside, the following remarks by one of a party 

 who were passing by on their return home from 

 hunting a fox, which, as it appeared, the hounds 

 had failed to kill. 



" Well, I'd give a good deal to knoAV what be- 

 came of our fox, — how was it he could have beaten 

 us ? There is nothing I should hke better than to 

 in\dte to supper all the foxes that have escaped from 

 packs by which they have been respectively hunted 

 to-day, and then persuade them to declare to what 

 cause they owed their escape. To tempt them 

 there should be rabbits at top, rabbits at bottom 

 and sides, rabbits curried, fricasseed, and rabbits 



