'Over here, when you see the fox, you should cry 'View Hallo!' instead of 'There he goes, the dirty little ... .. .... !" — British peer's instructions to ill-bred novice foxhunter.
How many a M. Jourdain has suffered himself to be so humiliated in order that might taste the excitement of riding over the frosted fields, in the wake of a curving pack, after some red and frightned vixen! Now, this week, all over the J. S., fox-hunting approaches the crest of its season. At Meadow Brook and Radnor,...
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