CH. III] BADGER—WHITE FOX. 177 
A large Badger, which had been caught in a 
covert overhanging one of the cliffs in the Isle of 
Wight—the only one, by the way, that I ever heard 
of wild there—was given to a gentleman, who took 
a fancy to, and wished to tame him. He kept him 
for some time, but then, finding him troublesome, 
determined on putting him out of the way, to 
effect which he gave him, in milk, a large quantity 
of prussic acid, or what was sold to him as such 
by achemist. To his great astonishment however, 
the badger not only lapped it up freely, without 
appearing to be at all the worse for it, but seemed 
rather to like it than otherwise, and he was 
obliged to resort to some other less doubtful mea- 
sures for the poor beast’s execution. 
A milk-white dog Fox was during last autumn 
(1859) taken up alive before the Isle of Wight 
hounds. Although the run had been a good one, 
and they ran into him in the open, yet, strange to 
say, when they came up with him, doubtless in 
consequence of his unusual appearance, not a 
hound would touch him, and he was taken up out 
of the midst of them perfectly uninjured. He 
was conveyed to the stables of the master of the 
hounds, where, a suitable residence having been 
organized for him, he still remains in very flou- 
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