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Pete 
A Fox Hound with Energy and Brains 
By LOU SMITH 
E was just a fox hound, but one 
H with an unusual amount of 
energy, brains and endurance. 
As I remember it, our mail man, 
Ward Washburn, walked into our yard 
during the late summer of 1920, and 
under one arm he had a red, or tan, 
hound puppy, maybe six weeks old, his 
legs seemed too big for his body, his 
ears much too long, and his wrinkled 
face was much too solemn in appear- 
ance for any except a venerable dog. 
It seems our boys had expressed a wish 
for a puppy and the mail man had 
overheard, and being one of those men 
who remembers that he was a boy once 
upon a time he remembered what our 
boys wanted, hence the advent of Pete 
the fox hound pup. 
His Ancestry? Yes, he had ances- 
tors, ancestors of note among the hunt- 
ing men of Tompkins County, among 
them John Bulger, who for some years 
had owned a game black and tan hound 
named “Dinah.” So good was “Dinah” 
and so accommodating was her owner 
that many rabbit-hunters borrowed her; 
in fact, she hunted for some one about 
every day during the open season for 
rabbits, and this constant hunting 
never seemed to wear her out nor make 
her foot sore—and because these rabbit- 
hunters “talked chilly’ to “Dinah” 
every time she started to show interest 
in a fox track “Dinah” lived and died 
without developing her inherited love 
for chasing the gay and festive red fox 
over the hills which look down upon 
Ithaca. A wonderful mother was 
“Dinah,” and many were the puppies 
she brought into the world, and every 
one of these sons and daughters of 
“Dinah” seemed to possess that most 
unusual degree of hunting sense and 
stamina which their good Mammy had. 
Just a little way out from town lives 
Wm. Hollister, a coon hunter with a 


It will identify you. 
dog so good he was talked about when- 
ever hound dog men got together in and 
around Ithaca—and that big, red, long- 
eared, deep voiced coon hound of Bill’s 
was the father of the pup “Pete” which 
the mail man brought. “Dinah” was 
Pete’s mammy. So much for Pete’s im- 
mediate ancestors. As a puppy he 
ran around the place—played with 
the boys and grew like a weed, then 
came the time when Charles Yaples 
—a New York State Game Warden 
—living over in the hills fourteen miles 
east of town, drove in to inquire 
where he could buy a good hound pup 
for his two boys, the oldest ‘of which 
was about fourteen years at that time, 
and after a serious consultation our 
boys decided “Pete” would enjoy life 
better out in the country where game 
was plentiful, so Pete was given to 
Charlie Yaple’s boys, and the following 
spring he began to tune up on a rabbit 
track, then when the corn was big 
enough for coons to eat Pete often ran 
something out of the corn field during 
the night and Warden Yaples felt 
pretty sure it was a coon, but Game 
Wardens are busy men and the Yaples’ 
boys were too young to carry firearms 
under the laws of New York State, so 
no one hunted with “Pete,” and just 
after he was a year old the frosty 
mornings came, and all by himself, 
“Pete” took to running foxes, so when 
the first tracking snow came a bunch of 
fox hunters went up to Warden Yaples, 
and even though Pete had never had a fox 
killed ahead of him, he took a cold fox 
track all by himself—trailed along for 
perhaps an hour and jumped his fox: 
and all day long that good young dog 
ran his fox, we saw the fox several 
times, but never near enough to shoot, 
and the sun went down behind the hills 
of the Finger Lakes Region with Pete 
still driving a tired red fox. Later, 
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