72 WITH HOUND AND TERRIER. 



A great dislike to strangers Redcap always had, 

 but he was very good-tempered, and never fought 

 unless he was attacked or set on. This trait he 

 transmitted, and I never remember having to check 

 a Redcap for fighting, though when once up they 

 were full of fire and dash. They all, too, inherited 

 their sire's wonderful scenting power. 



Among his sons who distinguished themselves 

 were Royal, Racer, and Redtop, and of his 

 daughters. Nettle and Rosa were extraordinarily 

 good. Racer, by Redcap ex a granddaughter of 

 Old Foiler, was very like his sire in make and 

 shape, and he had a wonderful voice. He would 

 go in face to face with either fox or badger, and 

 on several occasions I have known him back his 

 fox clean out of a drain. Nettle, a pure white 

 terrier weighing only 12 lb., was a perfect marvel 

 underground, and she once fought and bolted a 

 badger out of an earth, and following him across a 

 field, hung on to him for a considerable distance. 

 At last the badger turned, and pulling her off with 

 his paws, seized her, and threw her right up in the 

 air. Nettle, scrambling to her legs, made for him 

 again, and hung persistently to his head till he was 

 collared and bagged. Redtop and Rosa were 

 Amber's puppies, and were rare good ones, nothing 

 coming amiss to them. They both had the rich 

 tan head of their sire. 



Redstart, a son of Redtop and Spangle, was 

 another red-headed one, and he was so hard that 

 one day, when a cat crossed him as he was running, 



