1894
March 16
(No 2)
Trinidad, B.W.I.
Caparo
  In the afternoon I went on our Agouti Hunt
with the Carrs and Hutton. We crossed the river, 
traversed a large cacao plantation and finally came
to the edge of the forest where Arthur Carr put
out the dogs while the rest of us hurried
on following a trace which led across a brook
and up a gentle wooded slope. I stopped
in a little opening, Carr fifty yards or more
beyond while Hutton chose the crest of the
ridge. In the meantime our little curs had
started an Agouti and the still air rang
with their yelping while every now and then
Arthur Carr encouraged or directed them by
whooping at the top of his lungs. The chase
led in our direction but the Agouti did
not come near me. It passed within long range
of Hutton who fired and, as we afterwards ascertained,
broke one of its fore legs. It then turned back
and the dogs became silent for awhile but soon
afterwards began barking in our spot and the
Carrs called to me that the Agouti had taken
to a hole. I hurried to the spot and found
my three companions and all the dogs collected
about a hole which looked very like a Woodchuck's
burrow. Albert Carr, was guarding another entrance
and Arthur was digging out the main hole with
his cutlass. The dogs were half crazy with
excitement and every now and then one of the
smallest would rush into the hole and bark
& growled as it worried the poor Agouti. Finally
one of them dragged the animal out & we went home.
[margin]An Agouti
hung[/margin]