The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1903-12-16
CAVE TO FULTON TO HINT.
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was short, yet 1T abounded IN
pleasantries and more tales which
tended to stir US to greater ac.
tivity: so, after their departure,
preparations were made for a
moonlight hunt while old "Faith-
full" satisfied his "lnnerd" crav.
ings. Surely a dog never enjoy
ed meal more than did he, for
choice fowl on China platter is
not served to dogs every day.
With Jim, a resident of the
Retreat" for guide, we started,
stepping cautiously over the
stones in Sideling Hill creek,
climbing over rocks and loose
earth, to the summit of Church
Hill, and then a sharp howl from
Faithful" renewed our youth
aud seemingly put new strength
into our tired limbs. Glory! the
excitement of that first chase.
Up hill, down hill, over rail fen.
ces, rocks, and streams, and then
face to face with barbed wire,-
and through that we went too,
holding one wire up, the other
down, and then with a hook in
the back and one in the breast,
one mighty struggle crowned
with success, then on with the
chase. After what seemed miles
to us We reached lane at the
base Of the mountain, and there
on a stake and rider we sat while
Faithful" followed the trail over
hill and dale. And there in the
moonlight - such magnificent
moonlight as God gives only to
such a place with it's hills and
hollows and babbling brooks-we
sat and rested, talked of home
and then of the morrow with it's
glorious prospects of abundant
game and more tired limbs. We
listened for a howl from the dog,
but 10 there he stood beside us.
lie had evidently been following
the trail of a deceased rabbit, as
hopes for success IN this first
chase We're wholly effaced from
his physiognomy, and his tired,
shlvering frame gave US all the
thought of cheerful tireside
with an abundance of comforts at
the Retreat: so, silently with
out comment and without spoil,
we wended our way thither.-
And oh! the picture by that fire.
side the moonbeams stream
ing in through the lattice; flames lap
ping the wood leaving only charred
embers resembling the fruits OF the re-
cent chase: iests, laughter, more tales
and then, near morning, silence. 1t
seemed that with the dying echo of the
last goodnight came good morning
ana the call TO breakfast. Early morn
Ing meal at home never seemed so
welcome. wonder why? Anyhow,
II required no call Of roll to know that
all we're there. Each attired only in
shirt above the waist for more than
this was not permitted at table, and
with shining faces fresh from cold
bath, we presented picture worthy OF
our determination.
Out in the chilly morning air we
started TO face the perils and dangers
of the unknown but not until the warm
ing rays OF the morning sun rested on
hilltop, and glad did we have the
pleasure OF seeing a tail OF cotton and
then we caught only glimpse OF it as
II disappeared over the brow OF the
hill. That was the first but by no
means the last, for Fulton county
abounds in rabbits and all seem adopts
at the art OF waving adieu as they
reach the hilltop, but Faithful" once
on the track would bring them back
again, sometimes to their sorrow and
our game-bags. Once three lonely
quails crossed our path aud one fell
dead, more from fright than shot.
Long before noon our lunch had dis.
appeared from our pockets and being
tired aud hungry, and having the
blessed opportunity OF ride to the
Retreat we we're soon In our respec-
tive places around the family board
rcplenishing our digestive apparatus.
A drive OF eight miles brought us TO
homestead at the foot OF Sidellne
Hill where another hunter Joined the
crowd and with the assistance OF his
famous hound rendered valuable SER
vice in the bagging OF game during
the remainder OF our stay. The buck
wheat cake supper ordered gave pre-
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