DEVONIAN'S STORY 101 

 size and strength, carried me to Captain T ,^ 



who sent me off immediately as a present to Mr. 

 G. Templar, the master of a pack of small fox- 

 hounds at Stover in Devonshire, and I was carried 

 into a dark and gloomy place, which had been at 

 first intended for a large stable, and was above 

 seventy feet in length, and nearly the same m 

 breadth. Here I was let loose, and lookino- about 

 me in my fright, what should I see but at least 

 twenty other foxes, all coiled up in the snug holes 

 which they had made for themselves. Besides 

 these there were others out of sight. They all took 

 miuch care to hide themselves when any man came 

 in. As soon as he who had brought me there had 

 left the place, they all came romid me. I soon 

 learnt for what purpose I was brought liither, for it 

 appeared that each of them had been separately 

 limited by this gentleman's hounds, which he had 

 brought mider such command, that they scarcely 

 ever killed the fox they hunted ; for when hunting 

 up to him, if a rider was near enough to make his 

 voice heard, and he rated or spoke to them, they 

 would only bay at him till he was again captured, 

 placed in a bag, and carried home agaui. 



It rarely happened that not the master nor 



^ Captain Trelawuey. — Ed. 



