The Sun.
London, England, 1835-09-19 00:00:00

STAG-HUNT AT KILLARI4EY.

The Loughlane Regatta, long since announced, but post-
poned in consequence of the melancholy death of an amiable
and deeply lamented gentleman, has terminated this even-
ing (Friday, Sept. 4th,) having, for the last three days,
been conducted on a scale surpassing anything heretofore
attempted in this place. It was in truth an excellent treat.
For the last month the town has been literally. thronged
with fashionables from all parts of the world. The day
opened with a grand stag-hunt on the Upper Lakes. At
one o'clock the hounds were laid on at Cahirna, and in a
short time raised a noble stag, which they pursued for a
quarter of an hour in full cry. Having attempted:to ascend
the mountain, which was manned for the occasion, he
doubled back, and facing the hounds, dashed through them,
towards the glen of Derricunnihy, where, leaving hound
and hunter behind, he became for some time lost in the re-
cesses of the glen. Availing himself of the respite gained
at such a risk, he again attempted the mountain in the di-
rection of Gallway's river, but with,. as little. success as in
the former instance, having been shouted down by the
men stationed to guard the pasi. Foiled .in this, his
second attempt, he proceeded at speed- down-
wards, but the hounds coming on him, he struck into
a bye-path, where, being obstructed by a horseman,
he dashed furiously at him, and plunged his antlers into the
horse's .flanks. Attacked thus suddenly, and in a very
dangerous passage, the gentleman held -a tight rein, and
having with extreme difficulty prevented the wounded beast
from plunging headlong into the thicket, succeeded in turn-
ing his horse, so as to afford ample room for the passage of
the stag. Enraged at the momentary obstruction which he
had met, the royal beast attacked the rider, and ha'ving
struck bin violently on the back, completely unhorsed the
gentleman, to the. great tei ror of the spectators.. Fortu-
nately, however, the gentleman sustained no injury, further
`han a partial rent of his coat from the antlers of the
Having thus forced his pas Sage, he proceeded
down tile glen, and would have taken the sail at the mouth
of Derryeunnihy river, had he not been forced by the
hounds to double back again. Thus pressed, he paused
for a moment, and, collecting all his strength, pushed
forward in order -to gain the new line. The hounds in
full cry, pressing closely on him, he attempted to cross
the river at some distance from Hyde's cottage, but
ere he could gain the opposite bank, the hounds were
down on him. Through the active exertions of Mr.
Richard Leahy and Mr. Thomas Broderick, who plunged
to the waist into the river, he was ''saved. before the
hounds had time to injure him—conveyed to the barge
of Capt. Herbert, and presented in due form to the. Misses
Herbert of I\luekruss, then on board:with-their relative
and guardian. He was a fine animal, ten years old, and
had been hunted before.- The boats now proceeded to-
wards Turk Lake, where the stag was enlarged at Cauril-
lan Bay, on. the :Muckruss shore, amid the cheering of the
assembled thousands. Finding himself once more on terra_
fir»za; he turned round to survey the scene—shook the
water from his haunches—gazed on the splendid array
before him, and, waving his antlers in the pride of re-
claimed liberty, bounded from view into his native woods.
Having bid farewell to the antlered monarch, the various
barges dispersed over the lake, in order to enjoy the scenery
until the commencement of the regatta. The scene was
beautiful—unruffled, save by a light ripple, the joyous
barks danced in the gentle undulation, upon the azure sun,
face of the lake, each with its appropriate streamer, and
bearing light hearts, which beat in happy unison with a
scene which awoke in each those refined emotions of the
soul which the lovers of natural scenery alone can duly
appreciate. The majestic Turk, tinged with the golden
hues of autumn, rose proudly magnificent above the waters,
whilst along his base, and far south as the eye could reach,
an apparently interminable range of human beings spread
themselves along, gazing in silent admiration on the scene
beneath. Dinis Island, as seen from the waters, presented
a beautiful appearance. Its shores lined with anxious
thousands, whilst ever and anon may be discovered through
the interstices of the wood, various parties partaking of the
social banquet. Universal silence reigned around. No
sound broke on its solemn grandeur, save when at inter-
vals the mellow note of the Kent bugle crept softly over
the waters, communicating to each heart a higher tone,
and a more elevated sentiment. We have been accus-
tomed to witness the scenery of this beautiful portion of
the lakes—we have contemplated it in all seasons—" in -the
leafy summer, and in the days of the iron winter"—but
never, never have we gazed upon it with such thrilling ad-
miration as on the present occasion. The scene at other
times so dazzling, now mellowed by the beams of an
autumnal sun, breathed over each heart an irresistible
charm. There was a beauty, a whispering loveliness in
each object, as if a living soul had been communicated to
the inanimate portion of the creation—as if a new link had
been added to the chain of existence ! There was a voice
from the hills which penetrated the deep sources of crea-
tion, calling forth the devotional energies of the soul 'to
bless the great Author of life for having placed us in this
his own beautiful world !—Cork Reporter:

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