Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-09-25
WANTED A FOX.
The Owner Of the slIpeepeImhurst Estate
Hudson, Wis. Dying for the Possession
of Good, Durable Hunting Beast.

hopes it will be appreciated by his
friends w. A. Marshall, Of District No
/, and Robert Bigbee, Ed Bryan ESQ.,,
T. s. Mimms and other hunters near
Guthrie, KY
Could you inform constant reader
Of your valuable paper whore he would
be most likely to obtain a good, dura-
BILE, wild fox which could be used for
hunting purposes on my premises? ]
desire fox that is a good roadster and
yet not too bloodthirsty. II / could Sc
cure one that would not bite it would
tickle me most TO death, ~, ~ 4
You know, PERHAPS, that / am Of
English origin Some OF the best and
blaest blood OF the oldest and most de.
crepit families in England flows in my
veins. There is no better blood extant.
We love the exhilarating sports of our
ancestors, and nothing thrills us through
and through like the free chase across
country behind the fleeing fox. Joy
ously we galloped over the sward be-
hind the yelping pack, as we clearly
scent high, low, jack and the game. 4
My ancestors are naughty English
people from Piscataquis county, Maine.
For centuries our rich, warm red blood
has been melowed by the elderberry
wine and huckleberry juice of Moose
head lake; but now and then it will as
sert itself and mantle in the broad and
indestructible cheek OF our race. Ever
and anon in our family you will notice
the slender, triangular chests the broad
and naughty sweep OF abdomen, and
the high, intellectual expanse of pelvic
bone, which denotes the true English
man; proud high spirited, soaked full
of calm disdain, wearing checked pan
falcons, and soft, flabby tourists hat
that. has bow at both ends, so that
man can not get to drunk to put it on
his head straight.
know that here in democratic Amer
lea, where every man has to earn his
living or marry rich, people will scorn
my high-born love of the fox chase,
and speak in slightly manner OF my
wild, wild yearn for the rush and scam
per OF the hunt. By Jove, but it is JOY
indeed to gallop over the sward and the
cover, and the open land, the meet and
the cucumber vines OF the plebeian
farmer, to run over the wife of the peas
ant and tramp her low, coarse children
into the rich mold, to ''sick" the hounds
upon the rude rustic as he paris greens
his potatoes, to pry open the jaws of the
pack and return to the open-eyed peas
ant the quivering seat OF his pantaloons,
returning it to him not because it is
lacking in merit, but because it is not
ailable.
All, how the pulses thrill as we bound
over the lea, out across the void, anon
skimming the outskirts OF the moor and
going home with stellated fracture OF
dura mater through which the gas is
gently escaping.
Let others rave over the dreamy
waltz and the false joys OF the skating
rink, but give me the maddening yelp
of the pack in full cry as it chases the
speckled two-year-old of the low born
rustic across the open and into the
pound
Let others sing of the zephyrs that
fan the white sails of their swift flying
yacht, but give me wild gallop at the
tail of very high-priced hounds and six
weeks at the hospital with fractured
rib and l am proud and happy. Ali
our family are that way. We do not
care for industry for itself alone. We
are too proud to ever become slaves to
habits of industry. We can labor or
we can letit alone.
This shows our superiority as race.
We have been that way for hundreds
OF years. We could work in order to
be sociable, but we would not allow it
tn sap the foundations of our whole
ystem.
write therefore, to learn if possible
where I can get good red or gray fox
that will come home nights. | had
fox last season for hunting purposes,
but he did not give satisfaction. He
was constantly getting into the pound.
! do'not want an animal of that kind.
/ want one that / shall always know
where l can put my hand upon him
when / want to hunt.
Nothing can be more annoying than
to be compelled to go to the pound and
redeem fox, when party is mounted
and waiting to hunt him.
donot care to vouch for the gait OF
fox, whether he lopes, trots or PAGES,
so that his feet are sound and his wind
good. l bought lIght-red fox two
years ago that had given me perfect sat-
isfaction the previous year, but when
we got ready to hunt him he went lame
in the off hind foot and crawled under
hen house back of my estate, where he
+ emained till the hunt was over.
What want ISL young, healess fox
of the dark-red or iron-gray variety,
that can depend upon as good road
ster; lone that will come and eat out OF
my hand and yearn to be loved.
] would like, also, tall red horse
with sawed-of' tall one that can jump
abarbed wire fence without mussing it
up with fragments of his rider. Any
one who may have such horse or pip
less fox will do we'll to communicate
with me in person or by letter, inclos-
ing references. may be found during
the summer months on my estate,
spread out under a tree, engaged in
thonoht.-E. Fitswaliam Nye, in Boston
Eagle.
Just About IT,