Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1894-11-22
A SUNDAY FOX HUNT.
dow the Hunters We're shamed by Per-
verse Reynard.

dow the Hunters We're bhame" W UT
verse Roynard.
BENJAMIN s. Rupp, Of Talmage, Wis,
tells this story of his personal expert
ences;
zone Sunday about year ago
mounted a horse often used for fox
hunting to ride down TO the back pas
ture lot to give the calves bit OF salt
and, as usual, my four hounds fol-
lowed II was a beautiful, clear morn
ing, Just after rain, with the roads
decidedly muddy. Suddenly over to-
ward Earlville heard a pack OF hounds
on hot trail. So did my horse and
dogs. NY horse was bound to go, and
| could not keep the dogs back, and
fearing they would be lost thought
would 90 little way up the hill ana
see what the racket was about. My
horse was so excited that ] could not
hold him. passed several old staid
Mennonites going to church ana
splattered them full OF mud
but pulled my hat down,
looked solemn and as If crying, and
they thought was going for a doctor.
had not run mile till had met Sam
Carpenter, who has twenty-five dogs;
Sylvester Miller, who has ten dogs, and
who were out sailing their calves and
could not hold their horses any better
than could. AS we went on, at some
crossroads or forks we met Rudy
Frankhouser, Jacob Sewers, ROLAND
Rover. John Sewers, Martin Balmer,
Mart Kuppenhafer, Adam Hoover and
about twenty more who had gone out
that morning also to salt calves, Ii
was a regular sailing day, and ! never
knew that there were so many calves
in West Earl township, and that they
were all given lick of salted bran on
the same day, 1t was q really singular
coincidence. Now, some OF the men
were riding bareback, some were on
mules, some only with blind brides on
their steeds, none were dressed for
either church meeting or fox hunting
1t was the most innocent party ever
saw, and they did all they could to
curb mules and horses and call off the
hounds, But the trail was hot and the
dogs eager. We might just as well
have whistled jigs to milestones and
expect them to dance, so the hunt
went on and we could not stop it. We
ran to Farmerville, then to Hinkletown,
next to Vogansville and wound up at
Groffdale-about fifty riders who had
all gone out in the most pious way
on Sunday morning to salt calves in
the back lots, and were led astray by
circumstances over which they had no
control The worst of the whole mat
ter was that that internal fox, pos
sessed by the devil, took US by
every church in the neighborhood'
He almost ran into one church,
and we were forced 10 ride by
splattering mud in all directions,
soaring the old people and taking the
thoughts of the young folks off sacred
things. When we first started we tried
to malye the people believe we were
after thief, the doctor, priest or that
we thought we were late tor church
service, and so were riding fast and
furious, But this racket would not do
There were too many of us and hun
dred dogs on o hot trail, We pulled
our horses and mules and shouted al
the wicked, ungodly dogs, but nc
good. We had through ticket al
special rates and could not stop off
There were all kinds of creeds among
us riders, and that fox took us by oul
respective churches. The preachers saw
us, our elders, deacons, our wives
daughters and sweetheapts beheld us
and every one wept great weeps' N
Y. Advertiser,