The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-03-28
EACH BARREL GOT A FOX.
The Lucky Day of Veteran Hunter of
 Rhode Island

Rhode Island
 What an experience of more than
 twenty years has not taught Rufus w..
 Harris, of Johnston, about fox hunting
 would look small beside the knowledge
 of willy Reynard and his ways which
 MT. Harris has accumulated during this period. But although more than fifty
 foxes have fallen before the quick eye and sure aim of this Rhode Island hunt
 er yet it remained for him to- accom- plish, on January 18th last a feat un- paralleled in the fox-hunting records of these parts, which has probably been accomplished so few times as to make it fact well worthy of preservation and of interest to hunters of all kinds of game, and to fox hunters in particular
 On the day mentioned MT. Harris took his foxhound "Chief and joined "Joe" Belknap and MT. Potter, both of them ardent fox hunters, in chase after fox, which they located about swamp near the George White place on the Hartford pike, about a mile and a half from Manton village.
 In accordance with a custom of fox hunting, the dogs, three in number, were started on the track and the hunt CTS were waiting until the chase could become strengthened out, so that they might take a station at some runway where the fox would be likely to pass and from which shot might be ob- tained. MT Harris told his companions that he would go a short distance down a nearby cart path, as he believed the fox was in a swamp in that vicinity, and he might be able to find out some- thing that would help to land the game.
 Proceeding along the cart path for short distance, MT. Harris stood still while, in an endeavor to locate the dogs, and thereby get some clue to the direction the hunt was taking, and was just about to return to his companions when he saw fox jump from the brush about thirty yards away, and, even as his gun was thrown to his shoulder, he caught glimpse of a sec pnd fox close behind the first, and the two shots from his breechloader rang out as quickly as action could follow thought, and MT. Harris saw that he had what rarely falls to the lot of the fox hunters and which he could scarce 1y realize as completed fact, namely, IlldQ6 d uOuDlG SllOl dlu hllltI 6i Iuil- grown fox with each barrel.
 During the short time in which he was gone from his sunting companions the latter had heard the shots followed closely, one upon the other, and had speculated upon the possibilities of the case, which they would have been cer- tain was bird shooting, but for the fact that the time was in the close season. They discarded the idea that MT. liar ris had shot a fox as improbable, but when he came in sight MT. Belknap first caught glimpse of one of the fox es, and then of both, although he could | hardly believe his eyes.
 Marching up with his load of foxes | the doubly fortunate hunter said: "If | you want any foxes don't stand around | here; go down in the swamp and shoot a few. I've got as many as I care for to-day
 The two foxes were, a male and a fe- male While they are likely to be found together at this time of the year, it is very seldom that they are seen in cou- ples, as they take good care as a rule to as soon as they are started, thus making two tracks and bothering Lne QOSS, GS well dS leSSeIlHS lue chances of both foxes being killed. Neither MT. Harris nor any fox hunter with whom he has talked ever heard of two foxes being killed in this manner before
 It is interesting to note that these an- Imals, conceded to be the warest of all our wild neighbors, either in fur or feathers, were found but short dis tance from a thckly settled place and that they felt so secure that they had in all probability just been started from their day shelter by the sound of the dogs upon their tracks when they were shot by MT. Harris. But the fox, be- sides being the wariest of animals, is one If the wisest, and is enabled by this wisdom to live close to the haunts of nan with comparative safety, and ire luently it raises filters of young foxes