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A wonderful woman is Het of the Hill

A fox she can follow, a badger can kill ;

She carries a fowling-picce better, than fan;

Has the kind heart of woman, the cool hand of man;
Loves her dog and her gun and her racer, before
Every wooer who seeks for her silver, her door.

She will find you a hare ere the brushwood you beat,
And, ere you count two, lay it dead at your
She will follow the hounds, and, still first in the rush,
Outstrip all the others to bear off the brush;
She will ride you a race, if to ride be her will,
And win it, too, bravely, will Het of the Hill.

With the rod in her hand, and the basket on back,
She is often seen taking the rivulet's track;
And lashes the pools with such luck, that she ne'er
Comes back empty-handed. Foul weather or fair,
She minds not a jot: to the field or the rill,
In winter or summer, goes Het of the Hill.

No fawning, no flattery, are welcome to her---
Love makes in her blood neither ferment nor stir:
She values a friend and a glass of good ale,
Goes duly to church, and to poverty's tale
Attentively listens, relieving it still,
For a kindly old heart has our Het of the Hill.

*Vide No. for December, 1843, p. 430.



The hunting season has now commenced in earnest, and with a prospect of the most flattering description. Accounts from all parts unanimously correspond in the important declaration that the vulpine race are unusually numerous; a certain proof that all landed proprietors and game preservers are convinced of the value of foxhunting as a national amusement, of the benefit which it produces in the immediate neighbourhood, and that the preservation of foxes is not incompatible with the existence of an immense head of game. If any proof can be required to add to the numerous representations that have been made on this point, it is only necessary to notice the quantity of game, especially hares, on Lord Sherborne's estate, in Gloucestershire, and the adjoining property belonging to Mr. Waller, at Farmington: the foxes are so numerous that it is by no means an uncommon event to find them lying in the open fields. Lord Sherborne having given orders to his keepers to reduce the number of hares-in some measure in consequence of the damage which they have done to the crops of his tenants, and, likewise, as it is reported that his lordship intends to establish a pack of harriersupwards of five hundred were lately killed in one week on the farm of Mr. Garne, at Aldsworth, the extent of which does not exceed from four to five hundred acres. Partridges and pheasants are likewise very numerous, though probably not in proportion to the


There is no country in which a pack of harriers can be more acceptable: constantly hunting about the fields, they would be the means of preventing the foxes being out of the covert so frequently as they do; a circumstance which materially operates against hounds finding them; and if they should occasionally run through some of the fox coverts, they will do more good than harm by disturbing the wily varmint, and arousing him from his luxurious habits-the antidote to exertion in all animals; and in this neighbourhood they are notorious for hanging in the coverts, and running short.

The exceedingly dry and hot weather which we experienced during the greater part of the months of September and October, was extraordinarily favourable to scent, such is the wonderful character of that phenomenon. The general impression is, that in hot weather, and especially when the ground is very dry, no scent whatever will be found; but during the past cub-hunting season it was quite the reverse at least, so it has been declared by all the masters of hounds and huntsmen with whom I have as yet had an opportunity of conversing. Such authorities on the subject as Lord Gifford, Ayris


(huntsman to Lord Fitzhardinge's hounds), and Hills (huntsman to Lord Redesdale's), cannot be disputed.

After having killed twenty-two and-a-half brace of cubs, a greater number than many packs can enumerate during the whole season, Lord Fitzhardinge, in accordance with his usual arrangement, commenced the regular winter's campaign in the Cheltenham country, where the abundance of foxes will, no doubt, enable his lordship's hounds to indulge in a greater portion of blood than any other pack in England, for which they have been proverbially celebrated. The magnificent manner in which everything connected with this establishment is conducted, is certainly not to be surpassed. The stable of horses is not only great in numerical force, but they are of a powerful description, equal to any weight which the human frame is capable of attaining. On all occasions there are four or five spare horses out besides those ridden by his lordship, Ayris (the huntsman), Kit Atkinson (the head whip), and the second whip; thus, should an accident occur, there is always a horse at hand to supply the place.

Lord Fitzhardinge's great experience as a master of hounds enables him, on all subjects connected with hunting, to form an opinion with precission and quickness, which is seldom if ever erroneous. His lordship almost invariably attends, and hunts the hounds himself; unless any circumstance happens to prevent his being with them, when the important post is assumed by Henry Ayris, the huntsman; who, having lived many years in his present situation, is well qualified for the task. So thoroughly is Lord Fitzhardinge acquainted with the habits of the fox and the working of his hounds, that, whenever he takes hold of them to make a cast, it is very rarely ineffectual; and it is extraordinary that hounds should work as these do, either under the guidance of master or man, especially as his lordship does not often visit them in the kennel. It is very certain that some persons have the faculty of ingratiating themselves with animals in a manner which others can never accomplish. This happy art Lord Fitzhardinge possesses in an unrivalled degree; and the manner in which the hounds recognize his approach, on reaching the place of meeting, is wonderful. When not within half a mile of them, it is no uncommon thing for them to give evidence of their noble master's arrival by those demonstrations of joy which the canine race are so faithfully capable of expressing.

It is not only in the field, but in the kennel also, that Ayris is conspicuous as being thoroughly conversant with his duties. Doubtless all important events are dictated by his lordship; but however good a master's directions may be, if he have not servants of ability to fulfil his mandates, disappointment must ensue; and in nothing is this principle more conspicuous than in the management of a hunting establishment. The duties of the kennel naturally devolve upon the huntsman; the condition of the hounds, therefore, which depends upon their food and exercise, must be awarded to him: no hounds can be superior to these in that respect. As a horseman, he is particularly steady and good; always mounted on horses of great value, which are never taken from him so long as they are efficient, he

crosses the country with that confidence which a man can only do who knows his nags; and as he has lived in the service of Lord Fitzhardinge either seventeen or eighteen seasons, he likewise knows the country.

Without having had any runs of unusual severity, these hounds have up to this time had a sufficient share of sport to enable them to exhibit their very superior hunting qualifications. On Tuesday, the 7th November, they met at Westwood, where they found, forced their fox away to the left of Charlton Abbotts, when he headed back to Corndean Plantations, where he was run into, killed, and eaten, before any one was aware of the circumstance. A second fox was unkennelled at Puckham Scrubs, which, having run a ring, sought temporary shelter in a rabbit hole, whence he was taken out and given to the pack.

Thursday, November 9th-Puzedown was the place of meeting, on which occasion a large field were in attendance, including Sir James Musgrave, Mr. Price Lewis, Major Hardinge, Mr. Robinson, Mr. Bennit, Mr. Hopkinson, Mr. and Mrs. Price, Mr. Fortescue, and his niece (Miss Northey), Mr. Wallace Hall, Mr. Biss, Mr. Penrose, Mr. Croome, Mr. Barton (the master of the stag-hounds), Mr. Evans, and about two hundred of the residents and visitors in Cheltenham.

The hounds were no sooner in Hazleton brake, than a fox was on foot, which went away at the lower side for Hazleton village, which he left on the right, across the Cheltenham road, near Puzedown inn, as if intending to steer his course for Withington Woods, but was headed at Compton, and bearing to the left, ran up to the toll-gate, where he again bore to the right to Sapperton-brake, in which he hung a short time, and where it is not quite certain a fresh fox did but serve to confuse the hounds, but on quitting the covert the hounds run into and killed him. The pace was pretty good, but the line of country not being straight, detracted from the interest which riding men enjoy. It was, however, highly creditable to the hounds, who performed to admiration. A piece of gorse at Sapperton and Westfield brake were then drawn unsuccessfully, but on reaching Winniatts brake, a second fox was soon on foot. Going away across the meadows at the bottom of the covert, and over the brook, he made his point for the lodge, up to which the pack were forced to work for the scent, after which they settled down, and ran him to Guiting Woods, and through part of them, when he, like his predecessor, fell to the share of the gallant pack.

Lord Fitzhardinge's hounds hunt the Cheltenham and Berkeley countries alternate months; always coming to the Cheltenham kennels by the first of November. The first four days of the week, the places of meeting are invariably within reach of the town; on Fridays they go to Broadway, to hunt in that neighbourhood on the succeeding day. And in order to fill up the time of the residents and sporting visitors, a pack of stag-hounds, under the management of Mr. Barton, is liberally contributed to by his lordship, who presents them with stags, hounds, and the important assistance of the needful as their necessities may require. Thus the taste of all sports

men who make Cheltenham their head-quarters is provided for. In the intermediate months, when the fox-hounds are at Berkeley Castle, the stag-hounds are a great acquisition; during which time they go out more frequently. For my own part, I must confess, I am not particularly partial to stag-hunting; at the same time I have not the most remote desire to influence any persons to become converts to my way of thinking. Let every man judge for himself, and follow those amusements which the dictates of his own feelings guide him to. It is true you are nearly certain of a run; but with either Lord Fitzhardinge's, Lord Redesdale's, or Lord Gifford's hounds you are equally certain of a find, whilst the interest and excitement of foxhunting is immeasurably superior to that of stag-hunting.

The zeal with which Mr. Barton has entered into the management of the establishment cannot fail to recompense him for his exertions. With the best intention, he has issued circulars, expressive of the restrictions which he will require from all who attend his hounds; and it is to be hoped none will fail to bear them in mind. Nothing can proclaim greater ignorance, either with fox-hounds or stag-hounds, than for men in the moment of excitement to break through those rules which every sportsman conforms to for the sake of allowing the operations of the pack to proceed unmolested. Riding round coverts, taking a position where a fox is likely to break, and thereby heading him back, and over-riding hounds when running, cannot be too severely censured; at the same time, the infraction of similar observances in stag-hunting are equally reprehensible. The post of a master of hounds is in this respect by no means a sinecure; and it behoves every man desirous of seeing sport to respond to and render every support to the maintenance of good intentions.

The brilliant success which distinguished Lord Redesdale's hounds last season surpassed any they had previously enjoyed, and it is almost too much to anticipate one equally good in succession, but present appearances hold forth sanguine expectations; their condition is superlative: it is a feature in the management of these hounds for which Jem Hills, their huntsman, is pre-eminent; and he has hitherto been particularly fortunate in not having had the distemper to contend against-a complaint which has been seriously felt in Lord Fitzhardinge's kennel; but his lordship's unbounded resources for breeding hounds render the devastation which that malady produces of less importance than it would be in almost any other establishment.

I had an opportunity of seeing an excellent day's sport with Lord Redesdale's hounds, on Friday, November 3rd, when they met at Eyford. It is unnecessary to say another word about their condition, or that of the horses. Jem Hills was on his old brown one-eyed horse, looking as fresh and as well as ever; Jack Goddard, the first whip, on Isaac of York, a thorough-bred one, formerly in Scott's stables, one of the most promising young horses I have seen for a long time; he is in hands where he cannot fail to learn his busiThe field was not particularly large, but included many of the gentlemen who reside in the neighbourhood. Sir Charles Cockerel, Sir John Cathcart, the Hon. James and Ralph Dutton, Mr. Waller,


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