WILY'S STORY 



AM descended from the 



ancient family of the 



Wilys, and was born 



on the 25th day of 



INIarch, in the year 



. Within three 



or four weeks from 

 that day of the year 

 every fox of us in this 

 country is probably brought forth ; and it seems 

 especially designed that the female should thus 

 produce her only Utter in the year at a season 

 when our favourite food, young rabbits, are 

 most abundant. The spot in which I first drew 

 breath was a breeding-earth, carefully chosen by 

 my mother, in a well-known covert, called Park 

 Coppice, situated in the centre of the Hampshire 

 Hunt. It was not until the tenth day after my 

 birth that I first, saw light, or acquired sufficient 



