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of coaxing got Dinnis to do the same. I own that 

 the smell was beautiful, but the taste was not quite 

 so good, being of the order of rancid bacon. How- 

 ever, I have tasted worse things, and a half- 

 starved man might, if he was in a really good state 

 of stomach, and had pretty good luck, have kept it 

 down. Nevertheless, it was not quite what one 

 would have chosen to make eggs and bacon of 

 every day in the week. As lads, I and my brothers 

 used to make a rule of tasting everything, and there 

 were but few animals we did not try. Mice are not 

 very bad. Rats about the same. Squirrels not at 

 all bad. Hedgehogs rather good ; in fact, if it was 

 not for the idea of the thing, a hungry man might 

 eat and even enjoy any of the aforesaid. The only 

 thing that ever fairly beat us was fox. When 

 out with the Cottesmore hounds, we got Lambert, 

 who was then first whip, to cut out the fox's tongue 

 for us. We had it boiled, and put hot on the table 

 at luncheon. It was one of the prettiest little red 

 tongues that ever was seen ; but eating it was out 

 of the question ; and when the cover was taken off, 

 Tally ho ! it was simply enough to make one 

 sneeze. But revenous a nos moutons, or rather to 

 our seal, which, having been stripped of his jacket 



