An autobiography / by Edward Livingston Trudeau.

  • Edward Livingston Trudeau
Date:
1916
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Credit: An autobiography / by Edward Livingston Trudeau. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    moved about only a little. I remember one winter, besides innumerable rabbits, we killed twenty-one red foxes ahead of our hounds, and the next winter, twenty-two. When the snow lies thick and white in the woods and every green bough in the swamps is powdered with white flakes, hunting the Adiron¬ dack hares with a hound is first-rate sport. The scenery is like fairy-land, every twig sparkles, and the musical notes of the hound echo on the stillness of the frosty air, while the big white rabbits appear and vanish like ghosts in the open¬ ings of the dense snow-laden evergreens. Many good days did Fitz and I spend hunting rabbits in the long winter months. The first requisite is a good rabbit hound, and they are rare. Any dog may run a rabbit, but few ever reach perfection; and of this I have had ample experience. The first requisite is that the dog must pay no attention to a fox track; and the second—a rare quality—he must not shift rabbits, but having started one he must keep to that one, no matter how many fresh tracks of other rabbits he crosses. I had many dogs, but the best dog in all these years was a cross between a beagle and a fox-hound, called “Bunnie. ” He was absolutely perfect. He would not look at a fox- track, and when he started one rabbit in a swamp full of other rabbits he would never change, but run that particular rabbit all day. This enables the hunter to choose a stand intelligently, and not
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