Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1894-11-10
a SUNDAY FOX HUNT.



tification to the Participants.
benjamin s. Rupp Of Talmage, Wis.
tells this story of his personal expert
escas:
Zone Sunday about year ago
mounted horse often used for fox hunt
ing to ride down TO the back pasture
lot to give tac calves bit Of salt. and,
ss usual. my four hounds followed. 1t
was . beautiful. clear morning, just
after 9 rain. with tho roads decidedly
muddy. Suddenly over toward Earlyille
/ heard pack of hounds on a hot trail.
So did my horse and dogs. My horse
was bound to 60, aud as I could not
keep tho dogs back. and fearing they
would he lost. thought would 60
little way Up tho hill and see VIVA. the
racket was about. Ny horse was 50 &C.
cited that corld not hold him.
''Ipassed several staid cid Mennonitos
going to church and splaticrtd them
full of mud, but / pulled my hat dow.
looked solemn and as if crying. and thos
thought / was going for doctor. ttd
not run mile till had met Sam Car
penter, who has 20 dogs; Sylvester Mil-
Ter, who has ten dogs, and who were
hold their horses any better than l
could. As we went on. at some cross
roads OF forks we met Rudy Frank
houser, Jacob Sewers, ROLAND Roger,
John Sewers, Martin Balmer, Mart
Kuppenhafer, Adam Hoover and about
90 more who had Como out that morn
ing also to salt calves. 1t was regular
sailing day. and never knew that there
were SO many calves in West Earl town
ship, and that they were all given lick
of sailed bran on the same day. 1t was
really singular coincidence Now,
some of the men were riding barcbacked,
some were on mules, some only with
blind brides ON their stoeds; none was
dressed for either church meeting or fox
hunting.
ut 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 MS we'll have
| whistled jigs to niilcstones and expect
them to dance. Sothe hunt went or, and
we could not stop it, We ran to Farm
ersville, then to Hinkletown, next to
Vogansvillo and wound up at Groffdale
about 80 riders who had oil gone out
in the most pious way ON Sunday morn.
ing 10 salt calves in the back lots ard
were led astray by circumstances over
which they had no control. Tho worst
of the whole matter was that that I'M
fernal fox, possessed by the devil. took
US by every church in the neighborhood.
He almost ran into ono church, and we
were forced to 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
make the people believe we were after
thief, the doctor, priest, or that We
thought we were late for church serv.
ice and so were riding fast and furious.
But this racket would not do. There
were too many of us and 100 dogs on a
hot trail We pulled our horses and
mules and shouted at tho wicked, un-
godly dogs. but no good. He he'd q
through ticket at special rates and
could not stop off. There were all kinds
of creeds among us riders, and that fox
took us by our respective churches Tho
preachers saw us, our elders, deacons,
our wives. daughters and sweethearts
| beheld US, and every one wept great
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