The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-12-03
RABBIT HUNT IN KENTUCKY.
That Is, How the Hunters Dress
Themselves for 1t.

Rev. John Lane, Jr in the Century
The men are dressed as the please, the
ladies as they please. English blood gets
expression, as usual, in independence ab-
solute. There is a sturdy disregard of all
considerations of form. Some men wear
leggings, some high boots; a few have
brown shooting coats. Most of them ride
with the heel low and the toes turned ac-
cording to temperament The southern
woman's long riding skirt has happily
been laid aside. These young Dianas
wear the usual habit only the hat is a
derby, cap, sometimes a beaver with a
white veil, or a tam-o'-shanter that has
slipped down behind and left frank bare
head of shining hair. They hold the reins
in either hand, and not a crop is to be
seen. There are plenty of riding whps
however, and sometimes one runs up the
back of some girls right arm; for that is
the old-fashioned position for the whip
when riding in form. On a trip like this,
however, everybody rides to please his
fancy, and rides anywhere but off his
horse.
The men are sturdy country youths,
who in few years will make good types
of the beef-eating young English squire
sunburned fellows with big frames, open
faces, fearless eyes, and a manner that is
easy, cordial, kindly independent. Tae
girls are midway between the types of
brunette and blonde, with a, leaning to-
ward the latter type. The extreme bru-
nette is as rare as is the unloVely blonde
whom Oliver Wendell Holmes differenti-
ates from her dazzling sister with locks
that have caught the light of the sun.
Radient with freshness these girls are.
and with good health and strength: round
o. fgure, clear of eye and skin, spirited.
scft of voice, and slow of speech.
There is one man on a sorrel mule. He
is the host back at the big farmhouse, and
he has given up every horse he has to
guests One of the girls mas q broad white
girth running all the way around both
horse and saddle. Her habit is the most
stylish in the field; she has lived a year in
Washington, perhaps and has had fin
fishing touch at a fashionable school in
New York. Near her is a young fellow on
black thoroughbred-a graduate per
haps, of Yale or Princeton. They rarely
put on airs, couples like these, when they
come back home, but drop quietly into
their old places with friends and kindred
From respect to local prejudice, which
has hearty contempt for anything that is
not carried for actual use, she has left
her riding-erop at home. He has let his
crinkled black hair grow rather longer and
has covered it with a black SLOUGH hat
Contact with the outer world has made
difference, however and it is enough to
create a strong bond of sympathy between
these two, and to cause trouble between
couhtry-bred Phyllis, plump, darl5-eyed,
bare-headed, who rides a pony that is
trained to the hunt, as many of the horses
are, and young Farmer Corydon, who is
near her on an iron-gray. Indeed mis-
chief is brewing among these four. At a
brisk walk the line moves across the field,
the captain at each end yelling to the men
only the men, for no woman is ever any
where but where she ought to be in a
southern hunting field--to keep it straight
Billy" shouts the captain with the
mighty voice, 81 fine you &c." The SLOUGH
hat and the white girth are tagging behind.
1t is a lovers quarrel, and the girl looks
a little flushed, while Phyllis watches
smiling. But you can compromise with
me-" adds the captain, and jolly laugh
runs down the line. Now comes a rebel
YELL" Somewhere along the line a horse
leaps forward. Other horses jump, too
everybody yells, and everybodys eye is on
a little bunch of cotton that is being
whisked with astonishing speed through
the brown weeds. There is a massing of
horses close behind It; the white girth
flashes in the midstrof the melee, and the
SLOUGH hat is just behind. The bunch of
cotton turns suddenly and doubles back
between the horses feet. There is a great
crash, and much turning, twisting and
saving of bits. Then the crowd dashes
the other way, with Corydon and Phyllis
in the lead. The fun has begun.
Mary Cowden Clarke spent sixteen
years on the Concordance to Shake