A MAY FOX. 



" More matter for a May morning." 



—"Twelfth Night." 



May is perhaps the slackest month in the 

 hunting year, except in those few countries 

 in which it is still the custom to kill a May fox, 

 or to try to kill one, which is not always the same 

 thing. In the month of May, hunt servants take 

 up their new quarters, and in many countries it 

 is in the month of May that the huntsman takes 

 his hardly earned holiday. 



A huntsman who goes to a new place finds 

 indeed plenty of matter for a May morning. He 

 has to get to know his hounds, and the people 

 he will have to deal with, and his new country, 

 and when you come to think of it this is a pretty 

 big order. He will have the least trouble with his 

 hounds, that is quite certain. 



But a man coming into a new country neces- 

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