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FOREST AND STREAM. 



(Oct. 25, 1888, 



£ lacing Trales, who handled the hare very cleverly. "White 

 dps drew in, got a turn and six wrenches, and made a great 

 kill and won. She. is a fairly good-looking bitch, and won- 

 derfully quick and clever. The course was a brilliant one. 

 Mr. Williams judged. „ . 



Mr. C. G. Page's black bitch Topsy and Mr. A. C. Light- 

 hall's crack Denver dog, a grand red fawn, Young Golddust, 

 now went down, Mr. Nash judging. Mr, Lighthall wanted 

 a "long" rabbit, and was of the opinion that only Colorado 

 jacks were of any account. He got his wish, as the big 

 whitetail ran away from both dogs. Golddust was first up 

 and placed Topsy; interchanging of points then followed, 

 and Golddust came out in possession, but only made one 

 tffltu, when Topsy drew in, but could not hold, though show- 

 ing remarkable staying powers. At two and a half miles 

 Golddust took a go-by and followed the hare, not earning 

 points, over a three-mile course. There was no kill, the hare 

 lying not thirty yards away. Both dogs were pumped out. 

 Golddust won. Mr. Page was thus, on the first day of the 

 meet, shut out from further running. Iiis third dog, on 

 which he placed his main reliance, was run over by a buggy 

 and disabled. Belle P., the winner of last year, was not 

 entered. Mr. Page has hard luck with his dogs, having had 

 so many accidents. No man might better win with a good 

 dog than Mr. Page. He is the model member of the club, 

 always quiet, unpretentious, but thoroughly game, and 

 never anything but a gentleman. 



Mr. Williams judged the course between the Waterloo 

 Kennels' briudle bitch Little Lady Glendyne and Joseph 

 Roetzell's white and red fawu dog Keno. Lady led and 

 turned. Keno wrenched three times, but Lady was too 

 clever. On the chauge Keno tripped, Lady killed and won 

 easily. As Mr. Williams was unrolling the red flag he 

 turned to the Forest and Stream reporter and made some, 

 little remark. This gave the elaborate kicker, Roetzell. an 

 opportunity to say that the judge was asking the reporter 

 what decision he should render. This was not good non- 

 sense. Keno was beaten clearly and Mr. Williams certainly 

 asked no advice. The man Roetzell and his loud-mouthed 

 friends were rapidly becoming a nuisance on the grounds. 

 He was not really a' member of the club as his dues had not 

 been paid. His dogs were by mistake nominated in his own 

 name. He evidently thought they should win, no matter 

 how they ran. 



Dr. Van Hummell's brindle and white dog Rich and Rare 

 went down with Col. Taylor's black dog Bobolink. Rich 

 and Rare ran cunning at the start and should have been 

 thrown out at once. Rich and Rare really has great speed 

 when well extended, but he is too long and lanky, and 

 always rims wide on the turns, a fault noticeable in several 

 of Dr. Van Hummell's dogs. Rich and Rare went in and 

 turned the hare to Bobolink, who handled it very cleverly 

 and quite outpointing Rich and Rare, who could not get in. 

 Bobolink turned the hare to Rich and Rare, who made a 

 magnificent kill, turning a complete somersault. Mr. Nash 

 judged this course and gave it to Rich and Rare by one 

 point, emphasizing the kill. This decision was quite wrong. 

 Dr. Van Hummell was surprised by it, so were the slipper, 

 the spectators, and the Forest and Stream's reporter. Be- 

 yond doubt, however, it seemed correct to Mr. Nash, who 

 possibly lost a point or two at the time the wind blew off his 

 cap. 



Mr. Williams judged for Mr. Roetzell's dog Cap R. and 

 Mr. Robert Smart's black bitch Miss Smart. The latter is 

 by Fliuk, probably the fastest 300yds. dog ever run in 

 America. Miss Smart got three points for speed, four turns, 

 all the wrenches and the kill, beating Cap R. pointless. 



Mr. Allison's very likely-looking light fawn dog Reno 

 Pilot and Mr. Doan's red dog Modesty were ordered down. 

 Now occurred another one of those utterly reprehensible 

 delays for which there are always plenty of excuses, but no 

 real reason. Mr. Doan's dog was at the club house two miles 

 away. The rules should have been enforced, but were not, 

 and Modesty was sent for. The course was passed over for a 

 bye race between Lady Milly Glendyne (the bye dog} and 

 Robt. Smart's Little Queen. Lady a bit better start, but 

 Queen did good work, and at two miles was doing the work. 

 The hare was coursed four miles to the bluffs. She ran 

 among sheep twice. Lady would have won on judging. 



Reno Pilot and Modesty were put down. Modesty was 

 sick. Pilot beat her pointless, and so could any other dog 

 have done. Modesty could hardly stand up on the morning 

 of this day. 



This closed the running for the day, which had through- 

 out been highly pleasant and satisfactory. The hares were 

 more plentiful than was at first expected. J. W. Moore, a 

 railroad man at the adjacent hamlet of Hoisington, is known 

 this summer to have killed over sixty jack rabbits on and iu 

 the vicinity of the grounds. Other men of Hoisington have 

 broken their bird dogs over the grounds, and have killed 

 every jack pointed by their dogs. Mr. Carney has had no 

 means of preventing this outrage. The Missouri Pacific 

 officials will be notified, and if Mr. Moore and his friends 

 persist in trespassing, they will trespass somewhere away 

 from their present home. They will not be allowed to ruin 

 the sport, of men who come hundreds of miles to see the run- 

 ning of this meet. 



It was announced that on the following day an admission 

 fee of twenty-five cents would be charged at the gate of the 

 grounds. 



TUESDAY, Oct. 16.— The beautiful weather of the previous 

 day was continued, and 2,000 visitors formed in line testified 

 to the interest the sport excited. Larger numbers of ladies 

 were present, and much dressiness and style made itself ap- 

 parent on every hand, uniquely commingling with the 

 ruder garb of the humbler spectators. 



Running was continued in the first series of the Americau 

 Field Cup Stakes, and the two passed dogs, Mr. A. S. Allen's 

 white and red bitch Ruby and Mr. A.~C. Schermerhorn's 

 brindle dog Dandy were ordered to the slips. Ruby was 

 first up to hare and scored, making their four go-bys and 

 doing all the. work, showing really great speed and skill and 

 killing almost unaided. Ruby won. Mr. Williams judged. 



The second passed pair, Mr. Frank K. Doan's white and 

 black bitch Daisy and Mr. W. W. Carney's black dog Dick 

 Taylor, got off well on the flats after a strong hare. Dick 

 got the run-up, placed Daisy and passed her twice, making 

 the running, scoring rapidly and sticking close to the hare 

 to the kill. Daisy yelped in the course. Dick Taylor won. 

 Mr. Nash judge. 



THE GREAT BEND DERBY. 



The Puppy Stakes were now begun, and Mrs. E, L. 

 Branch's brindle bitch Mary Anderson and Dr. Van Hum- 

 mell's white and brindle bitch Miss Rare went in. Miss 

 Rare was very eager and knowing in the slips. Mary got 

 first to the hare, Miss Rare not being so well sighted. Mary 

 stuck well to the hare, and gave Miss Rare enough to do. 

 The latter, however, drew in, and by three go-bys, as many 

 turns and a trip, won the course, a short one. 



Col. Taylor's black dog Plymouth and Waterloo Kennels' 

 white bitch Ariel got off on a strong hare. Plymouth first 

 up, took two go-bys and three turns, handing hare to Ariel, 

 who worked prettily, but lost to Plymouth, who held pos- 

 session over a long course. The hare was lost. Plymouth 

 won. During the course Col. R. S. McDonald, of St. Louis, 

 who was following the hounds at a distance, met with a 

 serious fall, his horse stepping in a wolf hole and rolling 

 entirely over his rider. Col. McDonald is a large man and 

 over fifty years of age, and the fall was ugly enough for a 

 younger man. His face was badly bruised and cut by the 

 grass, and his nose was thought to be broken. He shortly 

 recovered his faculties and reassured his dauuhter, who was 

 sadly frightened by the news of the accident. Although 

 badly shocked and injured, the Colonel pluckily staid on the 



grounds and even mounted again, quietly saying he did not 

 wish to spoil the sport. On the following day, however, he 

 was unable to leave his bed until quite late in the afternoon. 

 The accident excited great sympathy, for Colonel McDon- 

 ald was much esteemed on the grounds. Mr. Nash judged 

 the course. 



Mr. A. Laidlaw's red and white bitch Goldy went in with 

 Mr. C. F. Culver's white bitch Queen of Kansas. Queen 

 hung back and refused the hare. Goldy went iu. Queen, 

 after spasmodic work, refused again and was thrown out. 

 Goldy won. Williams, judge. 



Dr. Van Hummell's brindle and white dog Master Rich 

 and Mr. A. C. Fair's brindle and white dog Davy Crockett 

 went in. Master Rich ran up, took seven turns and two go- 

 bys, and beat Davy practically pointless. Master Rich is 

 speedy, but does not turn so closely as he should. Mr. Nash 

 judged. 



A long give-and-take course was run by Joseph Roetzell's 

 Bell and Dr. Van Hummell's Minnehaha. Mr. Nash, judg- 

 ing, rightly made it a no-course. Roetzell and a drunken 

 rowdy friend of his, by the name of Tom Colts, rode and 

 shouted all over the course and interfered with the running. 

 At the announcement of the decision the Colts fellow applied 

 a vile name to the judge, calling him "d — d English fraud," 

 etc.. and acting utterly abominable. Roetzell was little 

 better, though not so drunk, and was entirely devoid of all 

 regard to the rules of coursing and the principles of gentle- 

 manly conduct. A fellow who will abuse a coursing judge, 

 and swear publicly and vilely in the presence of ladies, could 

 not learn to be a gentleman, drunk or sober, if he lived a 

 thousand years. The scene was disgraceful and deplorable, 

 and it is a matter of high regret that such a cad was allowed 

 to enter or run a dog. Both Mr. Williams and Mr. Nash 

 declared they would not judge another course if Roetzell 

 ran, and the Forest and STREAM'S representative declined 

 to write another liue at this or any other meet of the club if 

 Roetzell were not disqualified. There heing no civil officer 

 at hand, Mr. Carney, the owner of the land, was applied to, 

 and a committee waited on the fellows and ordered them off, 

 Both begged out and were allowed to remain, to make more 

 trouble later on. Two deputy sheriffs were on hand the fol- 

 lowing day, and the hoodlums were less vociferous. This 

 wretched business spoiled the day for 3,000 people, among 

 whom it might well be supposed that ladies and gentlemen 

 predominated. The committee was too lenient. Such ruf- 

 fians should be thrown out. There is no excuse for not 

 checking such work at the start. The American Coursing 

 Club is a body of gentlemen, each of whom should feel safe 

 in taking a lady to witness the sport. It is not right that 

 ladies should be insulted. The club cannot last if it cannot 

 prevent that, and prevent it promptly and without any 

 shilly-shallying. It is a disgrace to the wh->le club to allow 

 a judge to be insulted by any runner. Roetzell was of 

 course disqualified, and it is to be hoped that he will disap- 

 pear and that Colts will die. Colts was not a member. He 

 was only a free-born American, full of bad Kansas whisky, 

 and fortified with a strong natural proclivity for emotional 

 asininity. 



Mr. Allison's red Reno Pilot and Mr. Doan's red Pattie 

 got off, but a third .dog, a cur-staghound, broke away and 

 joined. No course was had. Pattie was ruined on a wire 

 fence, and when the course came on again was withdrawn. 

 Pilot won. 



Bell and Miunehaha were called. No judge rode up. Bell 

 was refused to slip, and Minnehaha took the course. 



Dr. Van Hummell's black and white dog Lee went in with 

 Mr. Luce's brindle bitch Katydid. Lee led up. Katydid 

 was never placed. Lee won, seven points to nothing. 



Col. C. P. Townsley's Cap and Dr. Van Hummell's black 

 and white dog Locks ran a corker, Cap drawing in and doing 

 well till mangled ou the deadly sheep fence. Locks, in 

 splendid condition, earned enough before and after this ac- 

 cident to give him the course. The dog and hare were run- 

 ning five miles away when the crowd left and went for dinner. 



After dinner Mr. C. E. Rowe's white dog Cousin Frank 

 ran a bye with a tidy little bitch, Fidget, loaned by Mr. 

 Frost. Fidget ran and played arouud him. Frank's course. 

 This ended the first series in the Great Bend Derby, 



THE GRANDPARENT STAKE. 



There were but three entries in this stake, which was for 

 greyhounds over eight years of age. Col. R. S. McDonald's 

 light fawn bitch Gyp, a right well-bred one, from St. Louis, 

 age ten years and two months, went down with Mr. Frank 

 K. Doaii's red and white bitch Fleet, also from St. Louis. 

 A short no-course was run, not enough points being made 

 before the hare was lost. 



Mr. D. C. Luse's old black bitch Thorna ran a bye with 

 Robert Smart's Tiny, the latter out-pointing. 



The first series of the American Field Cup and of the 

 Great Bend Derby had now been run through. The second 

 series was therefore now begun, and in the Field Stakes 

 Sandy Jim and Ruby were called to the slips. Ruby was at 

 the club house, and the all-too-frequent wait of twenty or 

 thirty minutes had to be endured while Dr. Royce rode furi- 

 ously over the two or three miles after the dog. This was 

 all wrong. There is only one way to course, and that is by 

 the rules. There is no kind of fairness in suspending a rule 

 in one case and not in all; if the latter be done there are no 

 rules, and therefore no real coursing meet. The missing 

 dog should have been penalized. When at last Ruby was 

 got up the dogs were slipped on a. good hare. Jim did all 

 the work, turning repeatedly and earning three go-bys. A 

 third dog broke into the course, but Jim still held." A fourth 

 dog, by a continuance of this most unfortunaterun of affairs, 

 generously offered his aid, and between the four there was a 

 good deal of running. Mr. Williams promptly decided "no 

 course," and imposed a fine of $10 each on the owners of the 

 loose dogs. It was learned that neither was a member of 

 the club: and it was further established that the drunken 

 fellow Colts, who made the disturbance in the morniug, 

 purposely loosened his dog in this course. And still the 

 club were patient. In this melee two other hares were 

 started and frightened away. It was most annoying and 

 painfidly different from what the sport of coursing should 

 be. 



Gyp and Fleet were now put in to run the Grandparent 

 first series. Gyp led up to the hare, and had the better of it 

 in the exchanging which followed, during which the old 

 ladies performed very creditably. Gyp footed it the better 

 and scored to win on the hare, which was lost in a field of 

 weeds. 



The second series, winners against winners, was now on 

 in each stake. In the Americau Field Cup Minnehaha and 

 Bessie Lee were started on a hare right among the crowd. 

 Bessie ran up, turned twice, wrenched very prettily and 

 flicked the hare at one mile, Minnehaha drew Jin but lost, 

 and Bessie led over the Carney hill. Minnehaha got in 

 again, placed Bessie after a go-by, and let the latter iu for 

 two turns, a kill and a winning. 



Sandy Jim and Ruby were ordered down. Ruby, of 

 course, was again absent. This time Mr. Allison claimed 

 the course for Sandy Jim and got, it. It was nothing for the 

 owner of Ruby to complain of, The complaint lay the other 

 way. 



Master Rich and Rowdy went down togetherr now, each a 

 grand specimen of the large and rangy type of greyhound, 

 Master Rich the better looking. A hare was started and 

 both the big fellows sprang forward, breaking the slipping 

 cord and tearing the slips away from Massey's bands. A 

 murmur of fear, then a shout of approval, as the two long- 

 backs rose and fell together while the dogs ran, literally 

 neck and neck, un to the hare. No one doubted that one or 

 both would be killed, but still they wenton, and there ensued 

 a wonderful display of pluck, mettle and thoroughly game 



qualities, such as perhaps was never before witnessed and 

 never will be again. The horsemen could not catch the dogs, 

 which crossed a wire fence, both unhurt, and coursed the 

 hare into the hills. The chase led so far away that both 

 dogs seemed not as large as one, and it was now declared 

 that Rowdy and now that Master Rich had broken away and 

 was the animating cause of the big cloud of dust which flit- 

 ted in turn and doubled down the hill. The course lasted 

 over live miles; the hare then ran to the road, and was picked 

 up wounded just as the dogs were caught, thus ending an 

 unexpected but magnificent exhibition. There are probably 

 not two dogs in the world which could repeat it under such 

 circumstances. It was a comfort to the crowd to hear that 

 "neither won." Dr. Van Hummell confidently remarked 

 that his dog had the hare's tail in his mouth, and Mr. Allison 

 scornfully declared that Rowdy was choking Master Rich 

 to death; but that was all nonsense. The dogs were matched 

 to a degree. 



Another pair of slips being brought, Mr. Nash rode for- 

 ward to judge Dick Taylor and Paulina. These dogs are 

 ful 1 brother and sister of same litter. Five hares got off un - 

 sighted, and the dogs were not slipped. There were two 

 thousand beaters in line, and they became unmanageable, 

 and ran the hares everyway. Tfiis closed the day's work, 

 The weather had been' grand, and the list well run off, but 

 the series of mishaps and the wretched drunken wrangle of 

 the earlier day had made everybody feel a little cross- 

 grained. 



Wednesday, Oct. 17.— The day opened cold and cloudy, 

 but warmed up nicely before noon. Five hundred beaters 

 formed into line at ten o'clock, and worked north along the 

 big bluff. Dick Taylor and Paulina went in again. There 

 was much jesting at Mr. Carney over his black clog Dick, 

 who is a s'carred and not very beautiful wolf-killer, and 

 some one suggested that he should put bells on him, so he 

 would not get lost from the hare. Dick, however, did not 

 get lost from the hare; to the contrary, he stuck so close to 

 her for a mile and a half that he beat Paulina out of band. 

 He capped this performance by killing a cottontail before 

 his owner got him tied up. Mr. Nash judged. 



The two running-mates, Rowdy and Master Rich, now 

 went, in, and expectation was on tip-toe. They got a good 

 loug hare well out on the flats, and went off together, killing 

 to Rowdy's advantage in 100yds. No course. They were 

 ordered ih again. Beating a field of millet agrand jack was 

 started. Rowdy got the run-up aud a go-bv; two turns and 

 a few wrenches." He had much the best of it for speed and 

 handling for one mile. Master Rich got in, and held posses- 

 sion for one mile, scoring repeatedly. All thought him win- 

 ner, but Rowdy came again at two miles, did a trifle better 

 work in the constant exchanging of 1}{ miles more, and 

 killed to Master Rich's turn, winning by sixteen points to 

 fourteen. The pace was terrific Rowdy is two and a half 

 years old, Master Rich one and a half. The latter was in 

 better condition. He will be a hard nut uext year. 



Laviua and Dinah Black broke a second pair of slips, but 

 got separated and were caught, unsighted. The millet was 

 beaten again, and two more hares got off unsighted. The 

 next time they were slipped out on the flats, and ran a slash- 

 ing course, full of work and pointing. Lavina ran so cau- 

 tiously at first that she seemed cunning. Mr, Williams 

 gave her the course. Dinah Black was thought entitled to 

 it, though not the better bitch in fact. 



Imported White Lips and blue Honey Bee got off on a 

 tremendous plains white-tail. White Lips ran up. Honey 

 Bee was tidy for 150yds. White Lips zig-zagged by, twice on 

 the outer circle, and worked the hare faster than Honey Bee 

 could run. passing the latter when she liked aud clinging to 

 the hare with great handiness and unexpected staying 

 powers for four miles, the hare being lost in the hills. 

 White Lips won. She showed such work that no one would 

 hear of any other favorite- for the championship. 



Goldust and Little Lady Glendyne were put in, but after 

 one hare had gotten off unsighted, all went to dinner. There 

 had been a tremendous lot of walking, as the jacks are 

 scarcer, nut from the bluffs. There was general comment on 

 the wonderful walking powers of Arthur Massey, the slipper. 

 There is probably no professional walker who can live with 

 him for a week. Arthur Massey is a Welshman, about six 

 feet in height, aud a thoroughly good fellow. He says his 

 gait is six miles an hour, and claims his brother Walter does 

 seven miles, though not on square heel and toe. The slipper 

 keeps the whole line on a trot, that is sure. 



[TO BE CONCLUDED.] 



SPANIELS AND THEIR WORK. 



Editor Forest and Stream: 



''Spaniels and Their Work," by J. Otis Fellows, would be 

 an interesting theme for a book, He could fill one with 

 what he knew and what he didn't know. (This is an old 

 saw, but a good one.) Every time he don't win on the bench, 

 which, by.the way, seems to be frequent, the air about Hor- 

 nellsville is blue with cuss-words and challenges to the world 

 for bench show competitions, or trials in the field, or both. 

 Now it is pretty safe to remark just here that the Hornells- 

 villeshouter hasn't anything that he can win with in either 

 "district." His 81,000 challenges we are tired of, for that 

 much money is quite beyond ai I of us. These few facts will 

 no doubt be fruitful of a tirade of abuse from him, but no 

 amount of assertions cau alter them one iota. Fellows is a 

 good chap and means well, but we are tired of his bluster. 

 The cocker spaniel standard is all right, and the judges are 

 unmistakably all right; the trouble is, that Mr. Fellows is 

 behind the age. His dogs won because they were the best 

 along in 1SS0 to 'S3 or '84, but his old-style leggy breed has 

 been superseded by what is called for in the standard — 

 shorter-legged spaniels, which come to-day nearer the stan- 

 dard than ever before, being iu fact almost perfect. The 

 average second or third prizewinner in the open class to-day 

 would have made short work of the open classes in those 

 days and bounced quickly into the, champion class, and Mr. 

 Fellows knows it himself. To-day, were our representative 

 breeders to send a draft of their dogs to England, they would 

 win with them. On the other side they cau no longer give 

 us points on the cocker, it is the reverse. I will show cockers 

 with those of the Hornell-Harmony Club anytime, under 

 almost any judge. Come, Mr. Fellows, write' your book or 

 sit down. An On-Lookee. 

 STunroRO, Conn. 



NATIONAL DOG CLUB. 



Editor Forest and Stream: 



At the executive meeting of the National Dog Club, held 

 in New York, Oct. 15, among other business transacted, it 

 was voted: 



"That the American Kennel Club be formally notified 

 that the National Dog Club of America is ready, and will 

 be pleased to aid it in advancing the interest of the 

 breeders and exhibitors of this country. 



"That should the American Kennel Club desire to confer 

 with the National Dog Club, the latter, on receiving such 

 expression, will meet it in the person of Dr. J. Frank Perry, 

 the chosen representative of the executive committee." 



"That hereafter at all bench shows there shall be appoin- 

 tees of the executive committee of the National Dog Club to 

 take charge of the dogs of those of the club's members who 

 are unable to attend; to see that such dogs are properly- 

 benched, fed, watered, groomed, brought before the judges, 

 etc., and at the end of the show to superintend their resiiip- 

 ment. The expense of such service to be borne by the Na- 

 tional Dog Club." 



Twenty new members were admitted to the club. 



H. W. Huntington, Secretary National Dog Club. 



No. 148 South Eighth Street, Brooklyn, N. Y., Oct. 20. 



