Evening journal., 1894-01-08
HUNTING A LIVE STAG.
Washington Cross Country Rid
ers Indulge In Royal Sport.
GAME TOO SWIFT FOR THE PACK.

The Stag shot Away Like Flash, with
the Hounds After Him In Full Cry. and
Went Straight For tho Shelter OF His
Stable Far Ahead of the Hounds.
WASHINGTON, Jan. S-Iive stag hunting
has been inaugurated among the cross
country riders Of Washington. In spite OF
the unpleasant weather a considerable
party Of society folk followed such parts Of
the run as they could from the road. There
was a good field OF riders, who, after hunt
ing several miles OF drag scent, finished with
lively burst Of a mile or more after big
Irish stag, which was loosed in sight Of the
hounds and gave the pack the liveliest
warming up they have had for long time.
A field in pink, a magnificent stag In full
career over fields and fences, followed by An
eager pack In full cry, was trent alike 20
riders and to spectators. Hunters enjoyed
it, the horses reioiced in It, and even the
stag apparently thought It was good sport,
but the hounds declared subsequently that
10 was the greatest bunko game that they
had ever been inveigled into.
To have a large, live stag In full sight OF
them, and to have him fairly outfoot them
and take refuge in tight barred stable
when they were beginning to make the
pace too hot for him, was too much almost
for foxhounds' equanimity.
A Baron In the Chase.
The run was a joint affair between the
Chevy Chase Hunt club Of Washington
and the Monmouth Hunt club Of New
York. Hounds and horses Of both organi-
zations were out In force, and the stag was
loosed from the stables of the latter club,
where he had been In training for some
days. Among the riders who assembled at
the start were Mr.. Butterfield, Mr.. Won
koomer, Mr.. Wallach, Mr.. Hit, William
and Lewis Early. Henry NJ. Duke, Robert
Collins, Mr.. Lindsley, Mr.. Stone, Percy
Evans aud Baron Van Kottler.
One Of the stablemen from the Mon
mouth club was in waiting with stag, a
big antlered fellow, held In leash. AS the
pack came into sight 100 yards away tn,
quarry was loosed.
A Gamy Old Stag.
The wary old stag ran like rabbit
Washington county might be a trin'
strange to him; but, true TO his native in
stinct, he went straight for the shelter o
his stable like homing pigeon. Dow
through the Chevy Chase subdivision h
went like a streak, taking four foot fenc
like bird, and turning north went through
the settlement, taking every jump in sigh
with a madly enthusiastic pack Of hound
about a field behind him.
Turning south toward Chevy Chase, h
struck the Connecticut avenue road, clear
ell the car tracks as though he suspecte
"A galvanio current was concealed ther,
abouts and then "hit the grit" in the dire,
ton Of Tennallytown.
There was apprehension in the minds {
the hunters when they saw their game al
parently heading away from the clul
house, aud for a moment IL looked q
though the pack would get between hil
and shelter, and the hunt would be cor
tinued indefinitely toward the easter
shore Of Maryland. But the sting kne
his business, and at the last minute bolte
the road, quartered across ahead of I'll
pack aud landed in the club stable by abou
the same 100 yards start that he had o
the pack at the outset