Identifier: allroundsportwit00dyke (find matches)
Title: All round sport : with fish, fur, & feather ; adventures on the turf and the road, in the hunting and cricket fields, yachting courses, links, and curling ponds
Year: 1886 (1880s)
Authors: Dykes, T
Subjects: Horses Sports
Publisher: London : Fores, Piccadilly, W.
Contributing Library: Webster Family Library of Veterinary Medicine
Digitizing Sponsor: Tufts University

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at I will. I owe you fifteen,so Ill wager ye forty-five to that, or, if ye dont mind, Ill makeit a hundred to thirty. A hundred to thirty then ; and, look here, mind Ill leaveit to yourself, but it must be a clean and fair victory. Clean and fair I know it will be, as youll see, John ; butthe black is against the stranger, and theres my handkerchieffor a distinguishing collar. The old trainer soon put the two dogs in the slips as re-quested, muttering remarks all the time about Rorys defeatand expressing his opinion that Prince Charlie would soonshow the stranger the road, I only hope, he said, that Iget a good straight going hare, one that will make the watterflee frae her tail when she rises. After walking about two hundred yards or so up the meadow,he detected, evidently sewed in amongst the rushes, the objecthe was in search of. Gently he slipped up behind her, then,with a loud wJiirro and the flinging of his shepherds crook,he managed to get Puss to rise from her form. Seeing she
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A Black Dog and a Black Owner. 75 was discovered, she broke off up the meadow at a great pacewhile the old man steadied the straining couple. It was a longstraight slip on level ground, and away they dashed neck andneck, the lairds black not, however, being able to draw itswhite collar clear of the other. In the last twenty strides thelatter swept out again with the same old fire, and, without evengiving Prince Charlie a chance, defeated him, pointless. Thelaird was dumbfounded, while Grahame, and his English friendchuckled with apparent delight. As to Jock Howieson, he saidthat Charlie was fastest; but that the hare went to the stranger.The laird was silent as to this, for he knew his dog had beenbeaten fairly. You say your dog never ran in public to your knowledge . Well, Ill not say that, said the Southron, I believe he haspicked up a small stake, but I know little about him, I dontknow even the name he ran in. Ahem! was the remark, you wouldnt mind selling him . Im barely at liber

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