SPORT. 



By W. BROMLEY-DAVENPORT, 



Late M.P. for North Warwickshire. 



FOX-HUNTING. j COVERT-SHOOTING. 



SALMON-FISHING, | DEER-STALKING. 



With Twenty-one Full- Page and Twenty-four smaller Illustrations by 

 Lieut. -General HENRY HOPE CREALOCKE, C.B. 



From THE TIMES," 



"We have read the late Mr. Bromley-Davenport's book on ' Sport ' with mingled pleasure and 

 regret. We are sorry to think that we shall have nothing more from a man who might certainly have 

 made himself a reputation as a writer. A better ' all-r^und ' spcrtsman never lived, and a brighter 

 volume has seldom been written on sporting subjects. Everywhere we recognise genuine literary 

 talent a light t.uch; vividly picturesque descriptions the g.ft cf describing everyday incidents 

 dramatically, with a humorous insight into the natures both of men and beasts. There is a racy 

 freshness in every page, and the practical knowledge brought to the work is unimpeachable. If 

 Mr. Davenport ever loses the temper which never failed him in the mcst trying circumstances in 

 the field or on the river, it is when he is exposing the absurdities of the Cockney scribes who 

 denounce sports of which they are lud.crously ign irant ; or when his wrath is stirred by politicians 

 legislating to set classes by the ears. For himself, he was a country gentleman of the best type, 

 who had always lived on kindly terms with the tenantry among wh^m his ancestors had been 

 settled for some 900 years. Yet Mr. Davenport's literary work, excellent as it is, is run hard by 

 General Oral cke's illustrations. Each of the sketches, while strikingly realistic, is a study if 

 the poetry, the r athos, or the humour of wild animal l.fe. Thus nothing can be more inspiriting 

 than the noble group of Highland stags on the frontispiece, voluptu usly sniffing the fresh breeze 

 on th^'.r native hills, with far-gazing eyes and distended nostrils. Nothing can be more pathetic 

 than the magnificently-antlered reindeer stag, towards the end of the volume, limping painfully 

 over the snowfield in the wake of his companions, as he carries away the deadly bullet in his 

 vitals. There is a similar contrast between the strong, swift, smooth-furred fox going away at a 

 gallop, on the title-page, to the tally-ho, and the same animal, jaded and breathless, dragging his 

 mvd-bespattered briuh in the 'shadow of death.' But General Crealocke's hounds, hares, 

 pheasants, &c, are all equally good ; and perhaps the m st spirited and original of all are his 

 sahnon, seen through the transparent medium of their native element." 



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