I40 THE FINEST SPORT 



of so often getting their heads up, 1 doubt 

 very much if this hunting a fox by the 

 assistance of halloas can be considered sport 

 at all. The presence of the halloaer is an 

 adventitious circumstance, on which the 

 huntsman has no right to reckon. What 

 should we think of a master who planned an 

 elaborate system of vedettes, so that his 

 indifferent-nosed towlers should be sure of 

 assistance when they required it ? Yet this 

 would be only carrying the system of going 

 to halloas to its legitimate conclusion. 

 Which of us has not seen some pack or 

 other where all day long the huntsman is 

 assailed by such cries as "There's a halloa 

 on, Jones," "There's a halloa back, Jones," 

 " There's a man halloaing by Thicket 

 Spinny, Jones," or "There's a chap waving 

 his hat on Tump Hill, Jones." When we do 



