The Eton College hunt : $b A short history of beagling at EtonCrossley, Anthony Crommelin
History
The Eton College hunt : $b A short history of beagling at Eton
Crossley, Anthony Crommelin
Beagling; Eton College Hunt -- History
the man to whom they were given, who, of course, was not a little pleased
to have his property restored to him.
Another method of taking hares, adopted by poachers and the lower class
of gipsies, is to place a net across a gateway through which hares are
known to pass, and then to send a trained lurcher into the adjoining
fields to beat up the hare. Calling hares by means of a hare-call, and
then suddenly shooting them or suddenly slipping a lurcher on to them,
is a plan occasionally pursued. An ordinary tobacco pipe, provided it
has a mouthpiece, makes an excellent call-pipe. The call is produced by
pressing the mouthpiece against the lips, which must be nearly closed,
sucking in the air, placing the ball of the thumb on the bowl of the
pipe, and again quickly removing it. It is easy to produce the required
sound with a very little practice.
The following may interest the reader. On the afternoon of Easter Day
1895, I was walking in the water-meadows in front of my house in company
with my wife and a friend who had two well-broken retrievers with him.
My wife left us, returning to the house by a bridge which used to span
the river intervening between my house and the meadows, and which is at
that point some forty or fifty yards in width, the current being at the
time strong and deep. For some days previously I had noticed a hare in
the meadow, and on this occasion she jumped up some two hundred yards
from where we were standing in the centre of the field, raced round the
meadow, and eventually made straight for the river. The dogs had remained
perfectly steady at heel, though fully aware of what was happening.
Without the slightest hesitation she plunged boldly out into the stream,
swam rapidly across, and scampered up the bank, where, seeing my wife,
who had been watching the performance, she turned aside and bolted away
through the garden. It was strange that she should have elected to swim
so broad a river in preference to making her escape by either of the two
sides of the field which lay open to her, more especially since she had
not been chased or unduly disturbed in any way. The meadow is a very
large one, bounded on one side by the river in question, and on another
by a small tributary stream. The animal did not appear particularly
frightened either before or after her voyage. Perhaps she was suffering
from the insanity to which March hares are proverbially supposed to be
addicted. It was, certainly, a somewhat eccentric and unaccountable
performance.
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