The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1899-01-14
ONE FOX
Killed by the Barre
arty.
BEST FUN OF WEEK.
F. B. Whidden Lost His
Fox but Saved a Cartridge.

Barre, Jan. 13.-The annual winter
hunt of the Brunswick Fur Club which
began here last Tuesday, ended today
Fortune has at last smiled on the club,
and tonight the vexations and disap-
pointments of the first of the week are
all forgotten and everybody is busy re-
hearsing the incidents of one of the
best hunts in the clubs history.
The hunting conditions of the morn
ing We're the best of the week. The air
was so still that hound could be heard
for miles, and the thermometer had
risen to II degrees. The icy crust had
softened a bit and it was possible for
the hunters to walk anywhere without
slipping.
The pack consisted of L. E. Conant's
Ben, A. B. McGregor's Dandy, L. o.
Denntson's Peter, r. D. Perry's Ora
tor and Jupiter, Stedman Williams
Spider, w. R. Stones Boxer, Charles
Lambs Susie, Frank Lewis Topsy. and
Mr.. Fessenden's Tom. the three latter
being local hounds. They We're all cast
off together just back Of the hotel and
worked towards the Moose Brook
swamp trail was found which led
away to the south.
Some of the hounds went off on this
and Others worked off to the north.
Scent lay well and it was not long be-
fore the southern pack had Reynard
up and running. The other hounds
marked in and the glorious music rose
and fell over the hills and valleys not
a note being lost in the still air.
The fox did not stop to play by the
wayside but started on straight run
for Sherman hill. The hunters hustled
to reach the most promising run ways
and We're scarcely in position when
two guns quickly followed by a third
marked the end of the run. Lemuel
Smith was the lucky man to break the
spell which has hung over the club for
the past week Two foxes were running
before the pack and the hunter in his
anxiety to make double, barely sue
ceeded in killing one. AS it was Mr..
Fessenden fired the last shot and gave
Reynard the finishing stroke though
Mr.. Smiths shot would undoubtedly
have proved fatal. The first hounds in
We're Topsey and Tom, followed later
by Boxer, Peter and others.
Hardly had this run ended when a
second fox was seen crossing the open
fields. a short distance away The
hounds were put on his track, and soon
went out of hearing towards Moose
brook valley Meantime, Ben had
fox all by himself further to the north,
and Susie was driving one further
south. With so many foxes afoot and
the air full of the music of the chase,
the hunters had little to complain of.
Susie, in the kindness of her heart
drove her fox to F. B. Whidden. and
at the time was running by sight and
doing her best to catch it. Mr.. Wild
den. who is of an economical turn of
mind, had loaded but one barrel of his
gun, and failed to get the fox. He
had' however, the satisfaction of know
ing that he had saved a cartridge.
FURTHER to the south another fox was
running, driven by Orator, Jupiter and
Spider The chase crossed the Ware
river and Spider, breaking through the
ice, had narrow escape from drown
ing. The fox was finally lost, but the
sport was not yet over. Later in the
day, Tom and Topsy started a fox in
Moose brook swamp, which played like
a rabbit. Only once did he break from
cover. and then, in the open field, ne
had lots of fun with Tom. He would
let the hound, heavy-built fellow GET
close to him. and then would run away
or Dodge in a most aggravating man
nef. Inc game of tag, however, came
10 an abrupt end when Topsy appeared.
Reynard then quickly sought cover and
was lost
Ben was the hero of the best run of
the day. Moose brook swamp furnished
MN with another fox which he drove
until dark
Although the hunt was officially end
cd tonight, number of the hunters
VIII have their hounds out tomorrow
II the conditions are favorable. If the
weather Is not right, the early trains
VIII carry the rest of the party home
BRADFORD S. TURPIN.