The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1888-11-09
IN A HOUNDS TRAIL.
An Exciting Chase Over Fields and Fences
I'm Search of Game.

An Exciting Chase Over Fields and Fences
in Search of Game.
There. They ate coming! In the
possible the huntsmen take the high
wall of the church inclosure and are in
the Very midst of Us, fox. hounds and
all. OF course we all start and jog
alongside the dogs, as being the most
interesting feature of the show. !
notice that the whipper-in speaks in a
low, caressing voice to the hounds.
keeping the long, braided whiplash well
in their view, however. There are
about a score of dogs in the pack, and
| notice with particular interest one
elderly canine, q SCARED and battered
veteran. who looks as if his dog days
had been long in the land. In some I'M
explained manner the hunt proper
manage to eXtricate themselves from
among the wheels of their admirers.
See, They are off in that neighboring
field; the rus:ics Chamber over ditch and
wall in their eagerness to behold the
start. the rest of us following pell-mell
on the dusty roadway, driving in that
reckless and excited way peculiar to
the hunt, and, indeed, to races in gen.
eral
The mad spirit of the principal con-
testants seems, on such occasion, to en-
ter into the spectators likewise. and We
all press forward and hurry past one
another, as if we were really not going
anywhere. or not doing any thing in
particular. The excitement on many
faces is amusing to behold. One elderly
country dame looks so animated, so
thrilled by this scratch race" and yet
is so anxious for her own safety and that
of her best carriage wheels, that the
mixture of emotions visible on her
kind. matronly face is quite funny to be.
hold. MY ducats. my daughter! Isn't
this glorious! But, oh. my poor neck.
and my best rockawayr' she seems to
say.
This part of the country vanishes as
we te down the neighboring lane be-
meath a grand arch of lofty elms. the
equestrians Gathering in advance of us.
some ofthem with moist and very red
faces That young fellow in the bril-
liant striped blazer has lost his hat, and
pays the penalty of being too corspicu.
Gus, as do the whippers-in, who are
obliged to follow meekly with the car.
riages, their horses legs having received
ugly cuts in jumping the fences. With
their scarlet coats they look like cap
tive British soldiers.
Whenever we catch a glimpse of the
hunt in the neighbOring fields, all is ex-
citement-some people even leave their
vehicles and mount on gate posts in Or
der to command better view. All!
that horse refuses the jump-it is no
use, my friend, to ride him up to the
wall again; lone man can lead a
horse" ETC., this wise Bucephalus
knows the limits of his legs and their
jumping power. Those young fellows
on the fence shouldn't jeer at the UNI
fortunate horseman-it isn't his fault
Last of all the dashing procession
comes a lone hOund-no doubt our
friend, the veteran; he follows the
scent as we'll as ever, but he can not
keep pace with his fellows; nay, as the
race draws near its close he can hardly
climb the walls save after several eff
forts-but he is game and keeps on to
the end; let us hope that he received
some of the raw meat, for he surely
deserved it.-Cor. Boston TrdUelier.