THE GUN AT HOME AND ABROAD 
to repatriate, by means of agents, some of his breed from America and 
other foreign countries, in order to cross on to their own sorts, to their 
great advantage, so that it is safe to say that one will not find a single 
notable setter of late years in England whose pedigree does not contain 
Llewellin blood. Time brings round strange revenges, and, while envy 
and jealousy for long bitterly assailed Mr Llewellin, who has not escaped 
the usual fate of the successful man, he has lived to see the tables turned 
on his detractors, and his breed valued as the most precious and in- 
dispensable for the salvation of all setters. It is needless to say that it is 
impossible to give a list of all the setters bred by Mr Llewellin in England 
that have been winners during the last forty years, and many of these 
have won both on the show bench as well as in field trials. Among others, 
the celebrated Count Wind’em — a dog peerless by general consent among 
setters: the only setter that was ever bred against whom no word of 
adverse criticism was ever cast, a thing unique in the history of setters; 
a dog who combined in himself the highest field excellence with sur- 
passing beauty, a first-prize winner at field trials, and at the same time 
at the bench shows — a dog for whom Mr Llewellin was offered the sums 
of £750, £1,200, and £2,000 in vain. He also bred the wonderful bitch. 
Novel, scarcely less excellent than the foregoing, a champion at field 
trials and also at shows, and for whom he was offered £1,000, and 
refused to sell. 
Dashing Bondhu, one of the most famous and successful setters in 
England between the years 1880 and 1885, was bred in the same kennel. 
The position of Mr Llewellin himself is also unique, since out of all the 
number of those other breeders with whom he started forty years ago, 
he alone remains. Not one of his present-day opponents was with him 
in those early days. He is the doyen of field trial men. During those long 
years he has seen many take up the thing, for a few years, and pass out 
of it. He has seen them come and go, while he alone remains. But even 
now, tired and worn after forty years’ competition with fresh opponents, 
so far is he from exhaustion that he has brought out in late years some 
notable setters — his Countess Carrie, who was described by the Press “ as 
the most remarkable setter seen for many years”; his Count Gleam, who 
himself and his offspring Grampus and Gloaming, though not quite the 
same line of breeding as the rest of Mr Llewellin’s strain, proved to be 
in the firelight at every trial; his Floss Llewellin, and her sisters, Freda, 
Fairy, and Flame; his Lucy Wind’em, who won at the Kennel Club meeting 
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