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Title: Hunting and sporting notes in Shropshire and Cheshire, season 1884-85 ...
Year: 1885 (1880s)
Authors: Borderer Mytton, H. F
Subjects: Horses Hunting -- England Shropshire
Publisher: London : A.H. Baily
Contributing Library: Webster Family Library of Veterinary Medicine
Digitizing Sponsor: Tufts University

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eck at the railway, and the line is neverrecovered. Perhaps this straightfos was winking his eye atGoodall in Buntingdale before he has done casting forhim. The Cloverley big wood produces another, whichis less ambitious of fame. He peregrinates to theShavington wall, and then back to the Park, where he iscaught. Cloverley Gorse responds for a third fox thatgoes straight into Shavington, and presently again emerges,,much to the delight of the quiet road division, whoare making for the front entrance, and after him comethe hounds and Goodall in good style, till he manages tohide himself in the recesses of Styche Wood, and allhurry back to catch the special. The mornings run hasbeen the redeeming feature of a nice hunting day. Oh that I could close this budget as pleasantly as itbegan, but nasty, unpleasant things have to he facedeven ad nauseafn. I had hoped to have done for a timeat least with vulpecidism in the South Shropshirecountry, but it was not to be— If you please, sir, will
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1% A Fox Shot near BenthaU. 61 you come and see a fox that a man has just brought in,and wants to know how it was killed ?. was my morningssalutation when these notes had nearly been pen ned.Away I went before breakfast, and there he was, a mostsplendid dog fox that man ever saw, in the pink of con-dition, with no exterior mark on him. Of course, a post-mortem was at once decreed, and there, too surely, weretwo deadly shot marks in his heart. His history wasshortly this—he had been picked up in a wheat field, onFriday afternoon, MtBenthall, close to the Cross Gates,and within a few fields of Kowton Wood. He had evi-dently been shot from above, and had run on two or threehundred yards until he dropped dead. Mr. Crane, ofBenthall, on whose farm he was found, would as soonshoot his favourite sheep dog as a fox, and is naturallyanxious to find the culprit. That he may be unearthedand well trounced, when discovered, is the sincere wishof Borderer, and, he feels sure, of every sportsman h

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