FOREST AND STREAM. 
[ttov. 10, 1894. 
ing, however, and started off for the hill. "He hadn't been 
gone five minutes when I heard a pack of dogs coming, and 
I knew there was business ahoad of them." Shortly after 
he had the pleasure of killing the fox. He was "straightened 
out" with three dogs only a few seconds behind. The dogs 
were Logan and Ned of the Kinney-White pack and Billy 
Dean's Diamond. 
When the "old gent" heard the shot he returned in a hurry, 
but such was his" excited state of mind that he ruined further 
chance of scoring. At one time John R. Thayer's dogs drove 
a fox within five rods of him, but he was "dancing about" 
under an apple tree looking in all directions but the right 
one, and turned the fox from the other hunter. Mr. Kinney, 
when the fox was no more, was prompted to turn his gun in 
the direction of the aged enthusiast, but humanity prevailed 
and the "old gent" lived to scare away another fox shortly 
after. 
Mr. Kinney eventually got home at a cost of some $ $ $ 
and found that his friends thought that because he had 
killed a fox he had a dry throat. "I didn't work half so hard 
to get that fox as I did to keep sober afterward," he remi 
niscently remarked. 
Wm. R. Dean, of Worcester, prompted by the toastm aster, 
told an amusing story on himself in which an unsophisti- 
cated native and a 50 cent fox figured prominently. 
The silver-tongued Henry W. Ely, of Westfield, was the 
next speaker. He told how the toastmaster had come to 
him for suggestions as to whom to call upon. He had not 
answered him because the band had just then started up 
and made that impossible; but if he. had he would have told 
him the story of Richard, who at the capture of Jerusalem 
was asked how the captors were to know the faithful so that 
they might make no mistake in whom they killed. Richard 
replied, "Slay everybody! God knows his own." Mr. Ely 
would have called upon every one present to speak, so he 
said. It would be known afterward who were orators. 
Then Mr. Ely began to philosophize still in the realms of 
mediaeval history. He told how "that old law-giver, Charle- 
magne," had said, "I declare it to be a law that the true and 
only universal antidote for selfishness is universal hospital, 
ity." Mr. Ely made a very happy application of this law o£ 
hospitality to the present day and the fox club. 
E. Sprague Knowles said: "If I knew a man who was a 
fox hunter wherever I was — on a team, in a hotel — I should 
go to that man and introduce myself and I know I should 
find a friend." The Chauncey Depew of Canada, (as the 
northern part of Westfield is called), who is sometimes 
known as George Parker made a witty speech, and was 
followed by C. K. Lambson. 
Toastmaster Thayer announced that the hour of ten had 
arrived, an hour which by general understanding termina- 
ted the ceremonies. He made some suggestions for another 
year — one of which was that the name of the club should be 
changed to the "Rainmakers Club" and that the meetings 
should hereafter be held during the months of drought, 1v>t 
the benefiit of the farmers. "I trust," he continued "some- 
time in the future — I don't know when it will be — that the 
club may come together on a bright, clear, crisp day. I 
have attended every meeting and I have never known a day 
different from this." 
An executive meeting of the club followed the banquet, at 
which the following officers were elected: President, George 
W. Roraback; Vice-Presidents, F. S. Gross, Wm. Warren; 
Secretary, C. M. Goodnow; Treasurer, L. P. Lane; Execu- 
tive Committee, W. H. Poote, R. H. Kneil. J. T. Way; 
Reception Committee, J. D. Cadle, G. E. Whipple, N. A. 
Harwood; Dinner Committee, Wm. Warren, J. A. Lakin, 
T. J. Cooley; Master of Hounds, C. D. Allen. 
One of the amusing features of the evening was "carving 
a coon" by President Roraback. When the cover was re- 
moved the coon was found to be alive. It was not of the 
native New England variety either, and the dish might fit- 
tingly have been styled "African coon." 
THURSDAY. 
Dame Nature, won from her frowns by their bravery in 
facing the elements the first day, yielded a willing conquest 
to the bold hunters the second, and turned to them a face 
all smiles. As is the case with most coquettes, she could 
scarcely be gracious enough, and spared no pains in turning 
out a perfect day. Not a cloud hung about the summit of 
Tekoa, and the woods were just damp enough to let the 
hounds trail well. 
Promptly at 5 o'clock the hunter's horn sounded through 
the streets of Westfield, and a little after 6 the main division 
of hunters set out. Just after the start an accident happened 
that marred the day for some of their number, and which 
might easily have spoiled the day for all. It was, in short, 
the upsetting of the tally-ho. The tally-ho carried the fol- 
lowing gentlemen: Ex-Senator John R. Thayer, E. S. 
Knowles and O. M. Ball, of Worcester, and John T. Way, F. 
S. Deweo, Jr., E E. Austin, Geo. W. Waterman, Wm. L. 
Barton, Dr. Holland, and the driver, all of Westfield, on the 
outside, and Perry Otis, who stayed inside to keep tne door 
shut. With this array of manly beauty, it is no wonder that 
the coach was the cynosure of all eyes; but Perry Otis, who 
stayed inside and let vaulting ambition alone, had much the 
best of it in the end. Unseen fair ones peeped admiringly from 
behind curtained windows as the coach bowled merrily 
along the principal streets, and it was a question whether 
anybody else was in it with the tally-ho. 
Some one remembered that somebody had been left behind 
and in an evil moment the driver attempted to turn the 
coach. Just then an engine on a railroad near by came puf- 
fing along, and the horses crowded the pole short round and 
over went 1 he tally-ho. The dozen hunters were all thrown 
in a heap with the heavy-weights on top. Hon. John R. 
Thayer got a severe shaking up, but he is too enthusiastic a 
foxhunter to mind a trifle like that, and was found later in t he 
day in the van of the hunt. John T, Way, one the energetic 
promoters of the meet, suffered from a badly wrenched 
shoulder and bis right leg was also injured. Mr. Wm. J. 
Barton's shoulder was dislocated and Mr. Waterman was 
knocked senseless. He lay on his back in the road with a 
cigar clinched tightly between his teeth. Mr. Ball hurt his 
heel and leg but during the day managed to hobble to the 
front whenever the hounds drove his way. The driver, when 
he fell, still held fast to the lines, which prevented a more 
serious accident. He was caught under the coach and for a 
moment was in a very perilous position. Mr. Austin, how- 
ever, grasped the leaders and the others who were not in- 
jured assisted to free the driver. Most of the hunters, in- 
cluding Mr. Waterman, who had recovered consciousness, 
having righted the coach, went on to the nunc, and one of 
them, the modest Perry Otis, killed a fox. 
Other foxes were killed by William Tice, Arthur Dibble 
and a party of squirrel hunters who secured a fox that had 
been wounded by James L. Kelly. 
The neighborhood of Tekoa was again the scene of the 
hunt, but the hunters were stationed mostly on Montgomery 
Mountain. This mountain affords a lovely view. It is set 
in the center of an amphitheater of other mountains that 
hang on the horizon like filmy clouds, and with scarcely 
more substantiality. The Hampton Ponds lie off to the east- 
ward, and in its bosom the mountain nourishes twin reser- 
voirs. 
In the upland pastures violets were still blooming, and the 
wild apple trees still afforded an abundant supply of their 
fruit. 
That great foxhound, Logan, was foremost among the 
dogs. It was said that two foxes were killed ahead of him, 
one of which, though wounded, might have gotten away, 
if he had not run it down and caught it. When the hunt 
yraa over and the dogs were being lifted into the conveyance 
that had brought them to the grounds, Logan stood watch- 
ing with an easy indifference characteristic of the dog. 
Though it had been a hard day for him, he was still on 
his tiptoes. When all the other dogs were in the cart, 
Logan walked up, and giving a light bound alighted beside 
them. There was no need to lift that seasoned hunter, as 
the other dogs had been. 
Among those present the second day were H. C. Hartley, 
A. B. F. Kinney, C. A. Kilbur, L. R. Cole, C. A. Sheldon, 
John L. Kelly, A. M. Billings, G. E. Austin, H. T. Snow, F. 
S. Dewey, Jas. Lynch, Jas. Jeffers, S. W. Wood, Chas. M. 
Lewis, Dr. Jas. Allen, Fred Schmidt, Geo. Parker, F. S. 
Hager, Mr. Gibbs, Chas. Sherman, Joe McClure, George M. 
Delanny, Wm. Tice, C. H. Hake, John M. White, Wm. R. 
Dean, President Roraback, Hon. John R. Thayer, Chauncey 
Allen, Arthur Way, Tom Mountjoy, B. F. Babb and Bert 
Holcomb. 
More than one sportsman who would have thoroughly en- 
joyed the hunt was kept away by circumstances beyond 
their control. Among these were "Woronoco," Mr. S. S. 
Conners who has been in ill-health for several years as the 
result of an attack of grip, and Mr. E. E. Clark who killed 
a fox last year, but was kept away this by the demands of 
his profession. 
The date for the next hunt has been left to the executive 
committee to decide, but even at this early date it is safe to 
prophesy that when it does materialize it will be a great suc- 
cess. Nothing can keep it from being that. It takes some- 
thing more than rain to dampen the ardor of the Western 
Massachusetts fox hunter and something more than snow or 
hail or ice to cool his hospitality. He is independent of the 
weather. All that is needed to make him happy and his 
guests also is a fox afoot iD the day time and a rousing good 
banquet at night. The cheer of good fellowship will over- 
come all other obstacles. J. B. BUENHAM. 
• • • • 
NATIONAL BEAGLE CLUB FIELD TRIALS. 
Oct. 29— Nov. 1. 
The fifth annual field trials of the National Beagle Club 
were brought to a successful termination last week at 
Hempstead, N. Y. To the regular attendants at these trials, 
who go year after year, it seemed odd to journey to Long 
Island instead of Nanuet, where we know every cover and 
are intimately acquainted with the "brier patch," "the 
sumac hill," "the swamp where Tony Weller ran" and other 
spots long to be remembered in beagle history. It was with 
some misgiving that we looked at the flat, uninteresting 
Hempstead plains, and more than one spectator who wished 
to see the running with as little labor as possible, wondered 
how he could do it, and longed for the old side-hill at 
Nanuet, where he could stand at ease and see the judges and 
hounds tear their way through the briers below. Then, too, 
we knew we should miss the kind hospitality of Mr. Kreuder 
and his family, and the jolly evenings in the homestead par- 
lor after the serious work of the day was over. 
Yet attached as we all are to Nanuet, it must be confessed 
that the club made no mistake when it chose Hempstead as 
this year's venue. While no hotel could give us the charm- 
ing seclusion which we enjoyed at the Kreuder homestead, 
yet there are few hotel proprietors as obliging as Mr. and 
Mrs Roth. We overran the whole house from kitchen to 
garret and were never made to feel that we were overstep- 
ping the bounds which hotel guests are usually called upon 
to observe. 
The hunting grounds — when we discovered where they 
were — proved to be the best suited to a h^agle field trial of 
any yet found in the East; flat as a table, covered with dead 
grass and weeds, with here and there a scattered growth of 
oaks, birches and light underbrush, there was nothing that a 
stout runner could not easily breakthrough and keep in with 
the hounds. The rabbits, too, deserve a word of praise. 
They ran almost as well as the white hares of New England, 
and on only two occasions were any of them driven to earth. 
Many made long runs in the open fields and gave the specta- 
tors a grand view of the chase. 
The trials excited much interest among the residents of 
Hempstead, and many of them were present during the week. 
On Thursday a party of ladies and gentlemen from the Mead- 
owbrook Hunt, handsomely mounted, gave a sporting air to 
the picture which it had not had before. Among the visitors 
and sportsmen from a distance whose names were not given 
in last week's issue of this paper were J. B. Lozier, A. W. 
and Geo. B. Post, H. F. Schellhass, J. W. Appleton, F. W. 
Chapman, Geo. W. Rogers, Robert Barstow and others. 
The best of good feeling prevailed throughout the week 
and there was no friction or unpleasantness at any time. 
The decisions of the judges— Jos. Lewis, Moodus, Conn., and 
Bradford S. Turpin, Boston, Mass.— were well received, and 
the hearty cheers which greeted the victors proved that the 
awards were thoroughly indorsed. The prizes were paid on 
Thursday evening. 
The National Club is strong and enterprising and is con- 
stantly growing in membership and influence, and now that 
it has secured the best field trial grounds in the country, it 
will doubtless add new laurels to its already splendid record. 
On Monday morning after the adjournment of the club 
meeting, which was reported in last week's issue of Forest 
and Stream, the field trial committee was called in session. 
Geo. Laick was appointed marshall, some minor matters 
were arranged and the All-Age Stake— 15 to 13in.— was 
drawn to run as follows: 
Class A— All-Age Stake— 15 to 13in. 
Geo. F. Reed's blue ticked dog Buckshot (.Dare— Daisy), 
handler, owner, ivith Mark Lewis, Jr.'s, white, black and 
tan bitch Mollie L. (Don— Mollie), handler, W. S. Clark. 
Miss E. C. Kreuder's black, white and tan bitch Blanche 
(Frank Forest— Ina), handler, Geo. F. Reed, with Wm. 
Saxby's blue ticked bitch Dime (Judge— Baby), handler, 
owner. 
Geo. F. Reed's black, white and tan bitch Nell R. (Ned — 
Haida), handler, owner, with G. A. Buckstaff's black, white 
and tan dog Royal Rover (Rover— Singer G.), handler, W. S. 
Clark. 
Rockland Kennels' white, black and tan bitch Gay (Rover 
— Kitty), handler, H. L, Kreuder, with Somerset Kennels' 
black and tan bitch Helen (Storm — Una), handler, A. W. 
Post. 
Somerset Kennels' black, white and tan bitch Marvel 
(Bounce — Ferol), handler, A. W. Post, with Hempstead 
Farm Kennels' black, white and tan dog Millard (Burk — 
Little Fly), handler, H. F. Schellhass. 
Guy D. Welton's black, white and tan dog Joe (Billy- 
Kay;, handler, H. F. Schellhass (a bye). 
The meeting adjourned at 10:30 and all soon retired with 
anticipations of great sport on the morrow. 
TUESDAY. 
A cloudy sky and an east wind greeted us as we peered 
anxiously out of the window at dawn. The threatened rain, 
however, did not fall, but in the afternoon a driving mist set 
in and soon drenched all who followed the hounds. The 
day's work was unsatisfactory. Much time was wasted in 
searching for suitable ground which held game. It was no 
trouble to find rabbits in the dense cover where the judges 
could not follow the hounds, and there was no difficulty in 
finding splendid hunting grounds where there was no game. 
In the afternoon, however, we were guided to a place which 
combined all the requisites for a successful beagle trial, and 
our spirits, which had fallen to a low ebb, began to rise rap- 
idly. Five braces were run. 
Class A.-15 to ISin. 
First Scries. 
Buckshot— Molly L— At 7:40 this brace was cast off in 
thick cover. It took but a moment to discover that the 
ground was entirely unsuited to our purpose. It was low 
and swampy and extended for some distance on both sides of 
a sluggish brook Bull-briers grew in profusion, overran 
the underbrush and made a network which was almost im- 
penetrable. Not even the thickets of Hyannis, where an 
attempt was made to run off the first trials of this club, 
were so difficult of passage. Nevertheless the judges and 
handlers pushed on as best they could, while the crowd 
stood on the upland and now and then caught a glimpse of 
the hounds. In the edge of the swamp Judge Lewis picked 
out a rabbit and the beagles were called up. Buck was the 
first to respond, Molly harked to him and away they went. 
They were quickly out of sight and soon at fault, the rabbit 
having wisely taken to a wet piece of ground. Both tongued 
here and there but did not start the game again, and finally 
by hard work on the part of the handlers were drawn to the 
upland. There on the edge of a bull-brier thicket which 
covered a quarter of an acre and was impassable for men or 
hounds, another bit of fur was started. The beagles were 
caught as they attempted to force their way into the briers 
in pursuit, and were taken to light cover some distance from 
the svramp. Game was plenty, and after a few minutes' 
work the beagles trailed prettily together to a start. Bunny 
knew where safety lay, and at once took to the briers and 
lowlands. The judges struggled along seeing what they 
could, and at 8:40 ordered the brace up. Both hounds were 
eager, industrious workers, and judging from the small 
fraction of work which was seen Buck was faster than 
Molly in driving and in taking up the losses. 
Blanche— Dime.— The judges seeing that it was time 
wasted to work longer in the swamp, ordered this brace 
down at 8:50 in a weed field. Mr. Saxby gave the boys sev- 
eral new wrinkles in caring for a field trial beagle. Dime 
was carefully blanketed between her races, rubbed down 
after working and handled much as a greyhound or whippet 
would have been in a coursing match. Both beagles started 
off well, but Dime was the more eager of the two and cov- 
ered her ground carefully and at a good pace. She is a merry 
little worker, and although an hour passed without finding 
a sign of game not once did she let down in her gait 
Blauche on the other hand made up her mind that there was 
no rabbit to be found and was perfectly willing that Dimf 
should do the hunting. Finally the little "purple pnp" 
caught a scent of game and began to trail. Blanche worked 
near by, but the rabbit was put up by a spectator before 
either beagle could start it. The hounds were laid on the 
smoking track, and for a few minutes we were rewarded 
with a burst of music. But it was of short duration. The 
chase was mostly in bull-briers and both beagles were some- 
what torn by them. Each caught a few turns, then ran to a 
check and could not hit it off again, try as hard as thev 
would, casting far and wide. Tbey were ordered up at 10:10 
and put down again at 10:30 in underbrush, and once more 
we took up the march in our search for game. Pasture, 
weedfields, cover, yielded nothing. But at last, near the 
edge of an apple orchard, which was in full bloom, Marshall 
Laick picked up a rabbit. Away went the beagles in full 
cry, skirting an open field, then into a little strip of impene- 
trable scrub oaks, from which they forced bunny again into 
the open, and finally lost near the starting point. The driv- 
ing especially in the fields was difficult, the hounds catching 
the scent here and there and doing but little steady work 
Up at 11:45. Dime excelled Blanche in hunting qualities and 
in trailing displayed greater care and better nose. In speed 
there was little to choose between them. 
Nell R.— Royal Rover.— Cast off at 11:50. Neither 
moved with life. In thick oak scrubs Rover tongued, but 
failed to start, and at 12:35 they were ordered up for lunch, 
which was eaten, picnic fashion, in the woods. At 12:50 they 
were put down again where a spectator reported that he bad. 
seen a rabbit, but neither could make it out, though swuug 
over the track repeatedly. The lack of game was disheart- 
ening, and the judges now decided to again try the swamp, 
where the first brace had been run. There was surely game 
there, and perhaps good fortune would send us a rabbit that 
would take to the upland. But fortune was unkind. To be 
sure, a rabbit was started at once and no less than four others 
were seen in the thicket, but the game persisted in keeping 
to the cover till the judges, perspiring and weary, broke their 
way out to the dry ground. The effort to see the work was 
useless, and at 2:20 the hounds were ordered up while in full 
cry. It was an hour or more befot e the handlers succeeded 
in catching the beagles, who were making the woods ring 
with their tuneful cry. 
It was a very tired crowd that gathered about the judges 
and discussed the probabilities of our being able to finish the 
trials in Hempstead. But just then J. W. Appleton joined 
us and suggested that we try ground about a mile away, 
where rabbits had been seen. The advice was acted upon at 
once, and after a brisk walk of fifteen minutes we entered a 
country suited to our purpose and harboring plenty of game. 
Gay — Helen.— This pretty couple was cast off in a weed 
field at 2:45, Gay handled by H. L. Kreuder, and Helen by 
A. W. Post. Two tiny leverets too small to be hunted were 
found in the grass, and then among the bushes at the end of 
the field a large rabbit was started from its form by Mr. 
Appleton. The best chase of the day was on at once. The 
beagles ran well packed and were full of fire. Eagerly they 
pressed their quarry, drove it from the cover into the open 
fields and forced it to take refuge in a stack of rails close 
behind a barn. Bunny soon bolted from his hiding place 
and as he led off for the cover was seen by the hounds. A 
coursing match followed but the bounding ball of fur easily 
outstripped his pursuers and once more the hounds were in 
full cry in the cover. The falling mist rendered the sceDtiug 
perfect. In vain the rabbit twisted and turned and playeii 
all his tricks to throw the little hounds from his track. 
They clung to him splendidly and at last drove him to earth, 
both digging madly at the burrow and making the prettiest . 
picture of the day. In this race Helen's work was a trifle 
better than that of her rival. They were about equal in 
speed, but Gay was inclined to depend on her mate when, 
casting and did not quite equal her in nose. Up at 3:40. 
The underbrush was now saturated by the heavy mist, 
and every one who followed the chase was wet through and 
through. But it was deemed best to continue the hunt so 
as to finish the first series if possible. 
Millard — Marvel. — This brace was put down at 4:15. 
The hounds were worked to a place where Judge Lewis had 
spied a rabbit. It was easy to see that Millard had lost none 
of the energy and ambition which distinguished him two 
years ago,, but he showed a woeful lack of training and care. 
No sooner did he scent game than he was away like a flash, 
tonguing here, there and everywhere. His constant babble 
bothered his running mate and she failed to show her usual 
good form. Even when the judges ordered Millard held up 
she was unable to steady herself and drove poorly and un- 
steadily. Millard when tried aloue failed to carry a hot 
track and seemed content to circle at great speed and in full 
cry, endeavoring in vain to hit it off. Up at 5:10. 
This finished the work of the day. The discovery of excel- 
lent ground and plenty of game sent us all home in good 
humor and it was a jolly crew that gathered about the din- 
ner table in the evening. 
WEDNESDAY. 
The same dismal, leaden sky that hung over us yesterday 
greeted us again to-day. Before the barge left the hotel for 
