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for dogs acoompauiod by their owners. 
D _ „ „ „„„ Charles Lincoln, Sapt.. 
P. O. Bor 3, 003. C3 Congress St., Boston/ Mass. 
Entries close Maroh 13, 1878. 
The Cooker.— A correspondent asks us to describe the 
cooker. The old-fashioned cocker of fifty years ago was a 
smaller dog than the cooker of to-day. ’ About twenty or 
twenty-five pounds was a full weight. To-day, by crossing 
with the springer, the weight has been brought up to thirty 
and thirty-five pounds. True liver color is the shade most in 
repute, though all colors are found. The adopted points are, 
for the cocker or field spaniel: Head, 15 ; ears, 5 ; neck, 5 • 
chest, back and loins, 20; length, 5 ; legs, 10; feet. 10; color,’ 
5 ; coat, 10; tail, 10; symmetry, 5. Tails are mostly cropped. 
In judging, symmetry is an important point. 
A Most Singular Dog.— Just a year ago, while in Boston, 
the editor s attention was called to a most singular dog. At 
first appearance the dog looked like an enormous gray spaniel. 
It was very shaggy and feathered from stem to stern with 
hairs several inches long. The tail was as bushy as a Newfound- 
land’s, and the hair hung over the creature's eyes, as it does 
over a Skye terrier’s. The visible make-up of the animal was 
ponderous and unwieldy, if not absolutely clumsy. So much 
for appearances. In anatomical reality, the dog was not a 
spaniel at all, or in any way related to the tribe of spaniels. 
Its shaggy coat was only a disguise. It was as complete a 
disguise as the voluminous wrap which transforms the fairy 
in the play into a decrepit old woman. Take off the dog’s 
hair, and the body of a lithe, gaunt and perfectly formed 
greyhound remained 1 It was a mature, full-grown animal, 
some two or three years old, if we remember aright. It had 
all the characteristics of a greyhound. It was extremely fleet, 
and would jump an eight-foot fence like a kangaroo dog. It 
would follow game by sight and nose. It was a good hunter. 
At the same time it would take the water. We recall these 
facts incidentally now, but intended to state them long ago. 
The question which we have now to propound, and which 
puzzled both the writer and all who saw him is : What kind 
of a canine conundrum is this ? Did any one ever before hear 
of such a breed of dogs ? 
F°r Forest and Stream and Rod and Gun 
AFTER THE HOUNDS. 
Two First-class Performers.— At Newark, in the play of 
‘‘ School,” two really good dogs were introduced in the hunt- 
ing scene. Nick and Ned were perfect in their parts and did 
quite as well as the comedians. Some bad young man in the 
gallery whistled to the dogs in order to make them forget 
their cues, but the dogs only wagged their tails and refused 
to budge. A dog before a crowded house facing the foot 
lights looks at an audience in the blandest way. He expresses 
as plainly as possible that he has no end of friends in that 
audience, and that he is not a bit afraid. No, not a bit more 
than is the Count Johannes. Once, in an Offenbach opera in 
Paris, a whole pack of hounds were put on the boards. It 
was their duty to howl in chorus. Somebody threw a link of 
sausages on the stage, and those French dogs made for those 
sausages, and there were sixteen distinct dog fights all at the 
same time. Moral : Pitch bouquets to pretty actresses, but 
never throw sausages to histrionic dogs. 
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Dr. Straohan's Daisy Bought by the Kennel Club.— We 
notice that tho Westminster Kennel Club have purchased from 
Dr. Strachan, the pointer bitch Daisy. She won the first prize 
in her class at the New York Bench Show, and was pronounced 
an extremely handsome animal by the Rev. Mr. Macdouna, 
who acted as judge. Dr. Strachan’s pointers have been a long 
time famous. Flake and Whisky were bred by him, and 
Daisy is a daughter of Flake, granddaughter of Flash, and 
great granddaughter of George, who was brought to this 
country from the Duke of Beaufort’s kennel by the late Sir 
Frederick Bruce, from whom Dr. Strachan got him. George 
was a grand pointer, as all admit who ever saw him, and Dr. 
Strachan says ho was the handsomest pointer he ever saw in 
England or out of it. A worthy sire of many worthy des- 
cendents, the Westminster Kennel Club have in Daisy a 
valuable addition to their stock, and in an interview with the 
doctor ho stated that he would not have parted with her but 
that she went into such good hands, and where the best use 
would be made of her. 
hunting reminiscences — no. hi. 
TN my last, I endeavored to recall some of the incidents of a 
J- run with a pack at Annapolis, Maryland. Tho hounds 
composing the pack were a fair type of the native fox-hounds 
of that period ; they may be described as rather heavy-headed, 
with immense pendulous ears, rather too loDg coupled, and 
not quite straight enough in the fore-legs, which were strong 
and heuvy in bone. Their sterns, with a small but decided 
feather, were carried with a cimeter-like curve, well over 
their backs. They had been carefully bred, and had descended 
without tho taint of an impure cross from the original stock 
imported by the founders of the colony. In all probability, 
Mr. Waters’ hounds were just such as old Squire Western is 
described as riding to, in Fielding's immortal story of Tom 
Jones. 
But it had been ascertained even then, that these hounds, 
while they could easily dispose of the native gray-fox, were 
not a match for the imported reds, and efforts were already 
making to improve their speed, and these efforts were success- 
ful, for in a very few years after the run with the pack above- 
described, a subscription pack was gotten up in Baltimore with 
a more modern aud a far superior class of hounds. Baltimore, 
the beautiful commercial metropolis of the State of Maryland, 
was, and still is, admirably situated for the enjoyment of all 
sports pursued on land or water. Foxes are yet numerous 
in the “necks,” almost within souud of her church bells. 
The speckled trout are yet to be found in the neighboring 
brooks, while the waters of her magnificent bay and its tribu- 
tary streams are teeming with inexhaustible supplies of those 
wild fowl, fish, terrapins, oysters and crabs, which have 
made the flesh-pots of old Maryland as famous as those of an- 
cient Egypt. So noted, indeed, was the locality in the olden 
days for tho quantity of game, that one of the earlier Govern- 
ors of the State built himself a hunting-lodge to the west of 
the then village of Baltimore ; and this ancient lodge, com- 
manding one of the finest panoramic views on the. American 
continent, is now the residence of Mr. John Serdee, and is 
known to this day as Hunting Ridge. 
The above facts, and probably an inherited taste from their 
ancestors who founded their beautiful city, will account for 
the very general fondness for field sports for which Baltimore- 
ans are noted. 
But let us “ hark back ’’ to the hounds. 
When the writer was quite a child, so young as to be going 
to a “ dame's ’’ school (in company, by the way, with his life- 
long friend, the present venerable Senator from Hartford, the 
Hon. Carroll Walsh), the most noted fox-hunter in Baltimore 
was the late Judge Thomas Kell, long since passed away to 
the happy hunting grounds. The judge was one of those up- 
right magistrates of the ancient regime, without a stain upon 
the ermine conferred upon him by the selection of the Gov- 
ernor, aud not by the usual voice of a greasy mob. With all 
his legal learning he was a Nimrod in the chase and always 
happy, on proper occasions, to lay aside the scales of justice 
to take up the hunting-horn. 
The Judge growing old gave up hunting, and turned over 
his hounds to a club of younger men, who, with his pack as a 
neucleus, soon got up a subscription hunt, which, for system- 
atic management, the quality of its hounds, its kennels and 
general appointments had no equal in this country at that 
day. 
The most active members of this hunt, consisting of a num- 
ber of the most prominent gentlemen of the city, were the 
late Robert Oliver— grandfather of the Colts and Craigs of 
New York— and the late John S. Skinner, editor of the old 
American Farmer and Postmaster of Baltimore. The first- 
tile merchant Prince of his day— through his frieuds, the 
Duke of Sussex and Mr. Coke, of Holkamin, Englaud, pro- 
cured several couples of hounds from both Britain and Ireland; 
and the latter, by means of the wide circulation of his paoer 
and an extensive acquaintance throughout all the planting 
States, obtained some of the best hounds to be had from the 
best Southern kennels. Of the hounds imported by Mr. Oliver, 
the OnlV CrOSS Which “ niekpd ” with nnr finnlhorn hlnnrl 
To Relieve Swollen Dugs in a Bitoii. — A correspondent 
from Philadelphia informs us of the successful treatment of a 
bitch suffering from distended dugs, by the use of bathing the 
parts with warm vinegar, and then anointing with cat-fish fat. 
In taking puppies from their mother the same plan is adopted. 
We do not think there is any specific value in cat-fish fat, any 
animal or vegetable oil would have a salutary effect- 
the only cross which “ nicked ” with our Southern blood was 
the Irish, and to the strain so obtained some of the finest 
hounds now in Maryland, Virginia, North Carolina and Ten- 
nessee trace their descent. 
The kennel of the Baltimore hunt was situated nearly oppo- 
site to that old land-mark of the city— the Three Sun Tavern 
[ale houses of entertainment were not hotels in those days], at 
the corner of Pratt and Paca streets. It was in charge of old 
Colonel Amy, who had commanded a militia regiment at the 
battle of North Point, from which he was famous for having 
effected a precipitate, if not masterly, retreat. Old Amy was 
simply the keunel huntsman, and rarely accompanied his 
charge to the field, but when he did, he always carried slung 
at bis back a curious old leather bottle filled with whisky, 
and over his shoulder a huge tin horn, the hoarse blasts of 
which might rival the trump of the resurrection. As tho hunt 
had no well-preserved covers ns they have in England, and in 
which a fox may be found at any hour in the day, the sports- 
men had to be in the field by times before the evaporation of 
the dew. This led thorn to the very pleasant social custom of 
breakfasting on hunting mornings in squads of half a dozen or 
more at each other's houses ; and this breakfast was none the 
worse for the competition among the wives for the reputation 
of setting forth the most luxurious meal. These breakfasts 
were generally over one, and sometimes two, hours before day- 
break. 
When the pack was not sent on ahead to the “ meet,’’ it was 
the custom to adjourn to the kennel immediately after break- 
fast, couple the hounds, turn them out, and then proceed at 
an easy trot to the appointed place. 
A sight that would astonish the modern dwellere in the Mon- 
umental City now, was common enough then. A procession 
of a dozen or more horsemen, followed by fifteen or twenty 
couples of hounds, proceeding from Pratt street, up Paca, to 
Market, and down Market, over the bridge through Old Town, 
toward Canton, through the whole length of the silent, sleep- | 
ing city. 
The writer was an actor in such a scene more than forty 1 
ra?\ a . ag w Aboul a dozon of ‘bo club had breakfasted with 
the late Mr. Thomas Johnston, then residing on the west aide 
W ? w . M " kcl «■'«>• A « i«Sd S 
f OU . r h ° r f S ’ tho old ‘"ne watchman, armed 
^J-bLiP^T a , ud r,lltle - saluted us with his cry: “ Past four 
8tSf U an a d at a tho OUlly m0r ?SV’ Wo aU MaSkS 
,11 V lhe F orner o‘ Calvert we were joined by quite a 
to fl tV,e& T ' Vas bu.glon City, who had SuTove? 
a bSa o" 9 b ro ’ h? u h0> rUther tbAU rise at what they called 
UncleDavv 5w„ l JL^.? l0rDl,1& bad made a night of it at 
writer ! ,Lev Ar0 a11 «° uc now . tbo 
Vienim^ Amnnt n d rew Buchan m, lately H. M. Ambassador at 
CaS rn2, i nrge P“ r ‘y were Osborne Sprigg, Bernard 
sEim’iw un,b “" Munr °. Captains Ramsay of the United 
street a blast from a bunting horn brought out Mr fii, nnP \ij 
Gibbes, Colonel John Thomas. 
been breakfasting with Mr. O. Our party continued™ TncrS 
as we proceeded, and as we clattered over Market street wo 
ro^of A' ld ll , be f n w . ar linu ” have been mistaken for a k. ml 
ron of Harry Giluior’s raiders. ‘ uaa 
Just before reaching the old Canton race-track the hounds 
were uncoupled and cast off, and in less than two minutes ?£ 
olS •• C R n n°^ C0 p. rcd W , i,h d welling-housos, the mellow bm of 
°' d wooti was heard, aud in another instaut the united 
cry of thirty hounds made the “ welkin ring ” with glorious 
music. By tlic merest chance the pack hud struck the burn- 
ing scent of a traveling fox, and they went tearing away with 
it, giving assurance of a gallant run. 
The numerous field of horsemen were taken by surprise 
Great confusion ensued, and several of the “green u ns” catno 
t °S r i9. f before the chase had fairly commenced; but the steadv 
h^nl lmr ^ a ’ , fauu iar w id > the country, got away with the 
bounds The fox headed as straight as tho crow flies for 
North Pomt, and for five or six miles they had a magnificent 
gallop right down the country road in full hearing of the cry 
Here a check occurred which enabled the stragglers to get ud 
R eynard, finding that speed alone cnild not save him, had re- 
course to stratagem, and such a stratagem 1 Its wonderful 
acuteness would have beeu incredible to all save an old fox- 
hunter or a veteran hound. Turning sharp to the right 
Master Reynard made straight for the river, where, with his 
feet actually in the water, lie ran nearly down to tho light- 
house. If he had lmd the luck to lmve made this run on a 
rising tide his escape would have been certain, for- all scent 
and trace would have been washed away and obliterated by 
the rising waters ; but the tide was running out, and the trail 
was all the stronger. He then tried the common dodge of run- 
ning on logs and the tops of fences, but some of the old hounds 
could play at that game as well as he. Then be first gave 
signs of weakening by making short doubles, aud running 
from one pine thicket to another; but still the thunderous cry 
in bis rear grew nearer and nearer. Tho horsemen, now come 
to a halt in an open field, viewed him repeatedly, as, rapidly 
failing, he passed from one cover to another in a feeble lope, 
which at last was reduced to a trot as ho passed for the last 
time from their view, not fifty yards in nd ranee of the lead- 
ing dogs; but the naturcof the ground still concealed him from 
their eight. Ho entered a dense thicket of second-growth 
pines, with the howling pack close on him, when bang! bang! 
a double shot was heard, the cry of the hounds suddenly 
ceased, and a dead silence ensued. Presently out issued from 
the pines a small man with an immense pair of leather gaiters, 
reaching almost to his hips, a double gun In his hand, and a 
huge game bag at his back; on his head was an odd-looking 
foreign cap. It was one of those little Frenchmen, a class of 
people who U this day infest tho suburbs of our large cities, 
i shooting wrens, robins, tomtits, and now and then a chicken, 
and call it la eham. 
Upon being asked if lie bad seen the fox, the little fellow 
drew himself proudly up, and pointing exultingly to his bag, 
as if be bad accomplished a great feat, he exclaimed: “Zo fox, 
Messieurs, I have save him, as he escape from zo dogs. I shoot 
him pau ! pau !’’ He opeued his bag, and there lay, sure 
enough, our noble fox, murdered by the little pot-hunting 
frog-eater. 
To describe the indignation, the fury, and the profane de- 
nunciations of the disappointed hunters, and tho astonishment 
and fright of the little Freuclimah ns the fox was rudely 
jerked away from him, and old Mr. Oliver threatened to hang 
him to the nearest tree with his bridle reiu, is beyond my 
powers. 
All this, Mr. Editor, occurred long, long ago ; but as I boro 
record the incidents of that magnificent run, the pleasure is 
dampened by the sad reflection that of all the gallant gentle- 
men who rode to the hounds that day, there arc but two 
survivors. f. O. 8. 
Salk of Soout.— Mr. M. Wadsworth, of Bennington, Vt., 
has sold to David G. Ilarlt, of North Port, L. I., bis Pluukett- 
Carrie dog Scout and Plunkctt-Ncll bitch Bute. * Scout is a 
deep red, and of very much the form of Elcho. He bns sired 
one litter of pups that are very promising. Was whelped 
March 3, 1876. Bute was whelped March 23, 1876. 
Sale, — Mr. E. P. Welsh, York, Pa., lias sold to Messrs. B. 
P. Harrison and W. II. Bernard, of Wilmington, N. C., two 
black and tan Gordon pups. Dam, Welsh's Kate ; sire 
McComa’s Mack. 
Whelps. — A. Bellartin’s Rose whelped eight pup9, Fob. 4, 
by Dr. S. F. Spier's Gypsum, 6ix females and two males. 
Titusville , Feb. 11.— Fox chasing the chief sport. Proposed 
new game law greatly opp iscd by our hunters. G. If. W. 
Whelps.— Boston, Feb. 13.— Alexander Pope, Jr.’s, Gordon 
bitch Jule, six pups, all black and tan ; three dogs. 
Editor Forest and Streau : 
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I have succeeded la producing a ooat that can ibe worn with the 
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I am now prepared to All any orders 1 may receive, at the shortest 
notice. Samples and rales for meisurement sent on application. 
F. L. Sheldon.— (A dv . 
