| ii iii MEKEEPER AT HOME | ™ 4 4 4 ‘ ‘ s , ® Po ; ye . ij x & ‘ ‘4 ° AY h ~. . THE KEEPER. cS | Se ; a AND RURAL LIFE ‘i by 3 PRithora TeBecies ae » hl we When shaws beene sheene, and shradds full fayre, And leaves both large and longe, It is merrye walking in the fayre forrest, __ To hear the small birdes songe. Ballad of Guy of Gisborne. I ILLUSTRATIONS BY CHARLES WHYMPER London ; , ELDER, & CO, 15 WATERLOO PLACE 1880 0 io v (| \ a i [All rights reserved.| | ¢ PREFACE. ——_~+0e¢ —— sE who delight in roaming about amongst the ;and lanes, or have spent any time in a country something of a ‘character.’ The Gamekeeper indeed, so prominent a figure in rural life as st to demand some biographical record of his -and ways. From the man to the territories which he bears sway—the meadows, woods, - “streams—and to his subjects, their furred feathered inhabitants, is a natural transition. se, be included in such a survey. re iat ieee igs Wy ‘ yaa : ol used as a nucleus about which to a a that would otherwise have lacked a cor the facts here collected are really ent _ from original observation. — CONTENTS. ee, NIONS: THE Woops, MEADOWS, AND WATER OF HIS SUBJECTS: Docs, RABBITS, ‘ MICE, Meee, Derr’ 2. . wk ENEMIES: BIRDS AND BEASTS OF PREY— ONAL POACHERS: THE ART OF WIRING THE FIELD DETECTIVE: FISH POACHING. d aan, _ y ILLA WARFARE; GUN ACCIDENTS; BLACK 7 oe . . se . . . . 144 N THE STAIRCASE. AND GREAT HORSES : ’s SON SHOOTING LEFT-HANDED RY BARN. ANNUATED KEEPER THE YOUNG BIRDS I ’ . AT HIS FRONT Door CKAND MOORHEN .. TO SHOW DAMAGE DONE BY IRON-WIRE FENCING xii LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. Doc AT STREAM POINTER AND FISH TRAPS SHOOTING WOOD-PIGEONS BY MOONLIGHT . A WEASEL HUNTING A HAWK PURSUED BY FINCHES AND SWALLOWS THE POACHER . AN ENGLISH PRAIRIE-FIRE PARTRIDGES AT EVENING RUBENS’ SPORTSMAN SETTING A HARE SNARE POACHING IN THE WINTER PLOVER’s NEST A RABBIT-HOLE NETTED A WICKED LURCHER AND HIS MASTER THE GENTLEMAN IN VELVETEEN TICKLING TROUT | SETTING. A NIGHT LINE GOING FOR THE POACHERS MAN-TRAP A GOOD-FOR-NOTHING KEEPER TAILPIECE PAGE 95 99 Ito 115 121 125 133 I4I 148 150 153 159 164 173 175 178 Igl 194. 197 200 217 .219 THE KEEPER’S COTTAGE. CHAPTER I. The Man himselihis Bouse, and Tools. THE keeper’s cottage stands in a sheltered ‘coombe,’ or “narrow hollow of the woodlands, overshadowed by a Summer a noble tree. The ash wood covers the slope at the rear ; on one side is a garden, and on the other a long Strip of meadow with elms. In front, and somewhat Tower, a streamlet winds, fringing the sward, and across it 5 A B 2 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. the fir plantations begin, their dark sombre foliage hang- ing over the water. A dead willow trunk thrown from bank to bank forms a rude bridge; the tree, not even squared, gives little surface for the foot, and in frosty weather a slip is easy. From this primitive contrivance a path, out of which others fork, leads into the intricacies of the covers, and from the garden a wicket-gate opens on the ash wood. The elms in the meadow are full of rooks’ nests, and in the spring the coombe will resound with their cawing; these black bandits, who do not touch it at other times, will then ravage the garden to feed their hungry young, despite ingenious scarecrows. A row of kennels, tenanted by a dozen dogs, extends behind the cottage: lean retrievers yet unbroken, yelping spaniels, pointers, and perhaps a few greyhounds or fancy breeds, if ‘young master’ has a taste that way. Beside the kennels is a shed ornamented with rows upon rows of dead and dried vermin, furred and feathered, impaled for their misdeeds; and over the door a couple | of horseshoes. nailed for luck—a superstition yet linger- ing in the by-ways of the woods and hills. Within are the ferret hutches, warm and dry; for the ferret is a shivery creature, and likes nothing so well as to nozzle down in a coat-pocket with a little hay. Here are spades and bill-hooks, twine and rabbit nets, traps, and other odds and ends scattered about with the wires and poacher’s implements impounded from time to time. = m, a relic of the olden times, which, when dragged light, turns out to be a man-trap. These terrible s have long since been disused—being illegal, like THE ROW OF KENNELS. -guns—and the rust has gathered thickly on the But, old though it be, it still acts perfectly, and can » as well now as when in bygone days poachers and used to prod the ground and the long grass, before stepped among it, with a stick, for fear of mutilation. The trap is almost precisely similar to the common 4 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. rat-trap or gin still employed to destroy vermin, but greatly exaggerated in size, so that if stood on end it reaches to the waist, or above, The jaws of this iron wolf are horrible to contemplate—rows of serrated projections, which fit into each other when closed, alternating with spikes a couple of inches long, like tusks. To set the trap you have to stand on the spring—the weight of a man is about sufficient to press it down; and, to avoid danger to the person prepar- ing this little surprise, a band of iron can be pushed forward to hold the spring while the catch is put into position, and the machine itself is hidden among the bushes or covered with dead leaves. Now touch the pan with a stout walking-stick—the jaws cut it in two in the twinkling of an eye. They seem to snap together with a vicious energy, powerful enough to break the bone of the leg; and assuredly no man ever got free whose foot was once caught by these terrible teeth. The keeper will tell you that it used to be set up in the corner of the gardens and orchard belonging to the great house, and which, in the pre-policemen days, were almost nightly robbed. He thinks there were quite as many such traps set in the gardens just outside the towns as ever there were in the woods and preserves of the country proper. He recollects but one old man (a mole- catcher) who actually had experienced in his youth the sensation of being caught; he went lame on one foot, the sinews having been cut or divided. The trap could be ~ ay al ro lie > exudes and boils in the fierce heat. hs and divided among the upper employés. From d oak and ash, and the crude turpentine of the fir, matic odour, the scent of the earth in which they ; exhaled as they burn. its place if desired ; but, as a matter of fact, a. When the 6 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. THE KEEPER’S KITCHEN. The ceiling is low and crossed by one huge square beam of oak, darkened by smoke and age. The keeper’s double-barrelled gun is suspended from this beam: there are several other guns in the house, but this, the favourite, alone hangs where it did before he had children—so strong is habit; the rest are yet more out of danger. It has been a noble weapon, though now showing signs of age— the interior of the breech worn larger than the rest of the barrel from constant use; so much so that, before it was converted to a breech-loader, the wad, when the ramrod ‘ HIS FAVOURITE GUN. 7 down, would slip the last six inches, so loosely to barely answer its purpose of retaining the that when cleaned out, before the smoke fouled in, he had to load with paper. This in a measure i ‘the ‘choke-bore’ and his gun was always its killing power. The varnish is worn from : by incessant friction against his coat, showing grain of the walnut-wood, and the trigger-guard polish of the sleeve shines like silver. It has companion for so many years that it is not e should feel an affection for it; no other ever . shoulder so well, or came with such delicate to the ‘present’ position. So accustomed is he : ance and ‘hang’ in the hand that he never thinks ig ; he simply looks at the object, still or moving, the gun up from the hollow of his arm, and ly “pulls the trigger, staying not a second to glance the barrel. It has become almost a portion of his answering like a limb to the volition of will without — tervention of reflection. The hammers are chased elegantly shaped—perfectly matching: when once = the dead leaves apparently beyond hope of recovery, ver rested night or day till by continuous search and ig the artistic piece of metal was found. Nothing s the symmetry of a gun so much as hammers are not pairs; and well he knew that he should 8 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. never get a smith to replace that delicate piece of work- manship, for this gun came originally from the hands of ft a famous maker, who got fifty, or perhaps even seventy . guineas for it years ago. It did not shoot to please the purchaser—eguns of the very best character sometimes take , use to get into thorough order—and was thrown aside, q and so the gun became the keeper’s. These fine old guns often have a romance clinging to them, and sometimes the history is a sad one. Upstairs he still keeps the old copper powder-flask curiously chased ; and engraved, yet strong enough to bear the weight of the bearer if by chance he sat down upon it while in his pocket, together with the shot-belt and punch for cutting out the wads from card-board or an old felt hat. These the modern system of loading at the breech has cast aside. - Here, also, is the apparatus for filling empty cartridge- cases—a work which in the season occupies him many hours. Being an artist in his way, he takes a pride in the shine and polish of his master’s guns, which are not always here, but come down at intervals to be cleaned and c attended to, And woe be to the first kid gloves that a touch them afterwards; for a gun, like a sardine, should q be kept in fine oil, not thickly encrusting it, but, as it | were, rubbed into and oozing from the pores of the metal and wood. Paraffin is an abomination in his eyes (for preserving from rust), and no modern patent oil, he thinks, -. TOOLS AND IMPLEMENTS. 9 2 with a drop of gin for the locks—the spirit rivers and gunsmith’s implements to take the locks ces ; for gentlemen are sometimes careless and throw guns down on the wet grass, and if a single drop of vate should by chance penetrate under the plate it will ; lay mischief with the works if the first speck of rust be not forthwith removed. His dog-whistle hangs at his buttonhole. _ His pocket- fe is a basket of tools in itself, most probably a present n some youthful sportsman who was placed under his = to learn how to handle a gun. The corkscrew it tains has seen much service at luncheon-time, when a sturdy oak, or in a sheltered nook of the lane, ere the hawthorn hedge and the fern broke the force of wind, a merry shooting-party sat down to a weéll- ced hamper and wanted some one to draw the corks. - but what the back of the larger blade has not artistic- tapped off the neck of many a bottle, hitting it gently ards against the rim. Nor must his keys be forgotten. > paths through the preserves, where they debouch on densest darkness of the woods. On pressing a Io THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. spring and holding it near the ear, it strikes the hour last © passed, then the quarters which have since elapsed; so that even when he cannot see an inch before his face he knows the time within fifteen minutes at the outside, which is near enough for practical purposes. In personal appearance he would be a tall man were it not that he has contracted a slight stoop in the passage of the years, not from weakness or decay of nature, but because men who walk much lean forward somewhat, which has a tendency to round the shoulders. The weight of the gun, and often of a heavy game-bag drag- ging downwards, has increased this defect of his figure, and, as is usual after a certain age, even with those who lead a temperate life, he begins to show signs of corpulency. But these shortcomings only slightly detract from the -manliness of his appearance, and in youth it is easy to see that he must have been an athlete. There is still plenty of power in the long sinewy arms, brown hands, and bull- neck, and intense vital energy in the bright blue eye. He is an ash-tree man, as a certain famous writer would say ; hard, tough, unconquerable by wind or weather, fearless of his fellows, yielding but by slow and imper- ceptible degrees to the work of time. His neck has become the colour of mahogany; sun and tempest have left their indelible marks upon his face; and he speaks from the depths of his broad chest, as men do who talk much in the open air, shouting across the fields / HIS PERSONAL APPEARANCE. II and through the copses. There is a solidity in his very footstep, and he stands like an oak. He meets your eye THE KEEPER, ~~ full and unshirkingly, yet without insolence ; not as the _ labourers do, who either stare with sullen ill-will or look on the earth. In brief, freedom and constant contact with 12 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. nature have made him every inch a man; and here in this nineteenth century of civilised effeminacy may be seen some relic of what men were in the old feudal days when they dwelt practically in the woods. The shoulder of his coat is worn a little where the gun rubs, and so is his sleeve ; otherwise he is fairly well dressed. Perfectly civil to every one, and with a willing manner towards his master and his master’s guests, he has a wonderful knack of getting his own way. Whatever the great house may propose in the shooting line, the keeper is pretty certain to dispose of in the end as he pleases ; for he has a voluble ‘silver’ tongue, and is full of objections, reasons, excuses, suggestions, all delivered with a deprecatory air of superior knowledge which he hardly likes to intrude upon his betters, much as he would _ regret to see them go wrong. So he really takes the lead, and in nine cases in ten the result proves he is right, as minute local knowledge naturally must be when intelli- gently applied. Not only in such matters as the best course for the shooting-party to follow, or in advice bearing upon the presetves, but in concerns of a wider scope, his influence is felt. A keen, shrewd judge of horseflesh—(how is it that if a man understands one animal he seems to instinctively see through all ?)—his master in a careless way often asks his opinion before concluding a bargain. -Of course the question is not put direct, but ‘ By-the-bye, - sie Si y= sl ata ~ es ee eee ee ee a a“ ee ee ee oe eae ee eee eh tt ees a 4j i | 4 i HIS INFLUENCE AND ADVICE. 13 when the hounds were here you saw so-and-so’s mare ; what do you think of her?’ The keeper blurts out his answer, not always flattering or very delicately expressed ; and his view is not forgotten. For when a trusted servant like this accompanies his master often in solitary rambles for hours together, dignity must unbend now and then, however great the social difference between them ; and thus a man of strong individuality and a really valuable gift of observation insensibly guides his master, Passing across the turnips, the landlord, who perhaps never sees his farms save when thus crossing them with a gun, remarks that they look clean and free from weeds ; whereupon the keeper, walking respectfully a little in the rear, replies that so-and-so, the tenant, is a capital farmer, a preserver of foxes and game, but has suffered from the floods—a reply that leads to inquiries, and perhaps a welcome reduction of rent. On the other hand, the - owner’s attention is thus often called to abuses. In this way an evilly-disposed keeper may, it is true, do great wrongs, having access to the owner and, in familiar phrase, ‘his ear.” Iam at present delineating the upright keeper, such as are in existence still, notwithstanding the abuse lavished upon them as a class—often, it is to be feared, too well deserved. It is not difficult to see how in this Way a man whose position is lowly may in an indirect Way exercise a powerful influence upon a large estate. He is very ‘great’ on dogs (and, indeed, on all other 14 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME, animals) ; his opinion is listened to and taken by every- body round about who has a dog, and. sometimes he has three or four under treatment for divers ills. By this knowledge many ‘tips’ are gained, and occasionally he makes a good thing by selling a pup at a high price. He may even be seen, with his velveteen jacket carefully brushed, his ground-ash stick under his arm, and hat in hand, treading daintily for fear of soiling the carpet with his shoes, in the ante-room, gravely prescribing for the ailing pug in which the ladies are interested. At the farmhouses he is invited to sit down and take a glass, being welcome for his gossip of the great house, and because, having in the course of years been thrown into the society of all classes, he has gradually acquired a certain tact and power of accommodating himself to his - listener. For. the keeper, when he fulfils his duty in a quiet way, as a man of experience does, is by no means an unpopular character. It is the too officious. man who creates a feeling among the tenants against himself and the whole question of game. But. the quiet experienced hand, with a shrewd knowledge of men.as well as the technicalities of his profession, grows to be liked by the tenantry, and becomes a local authority on animal life. Proud, and not without reason, of his vigour and strength, he will tell you that though between fifty and sixty he can still step briskly through a heavy field-day, despite the weight of reserve ammunition he carries. He _ THEORY OF HEALTH. 15 p on his feet without fatigue from morn till eve, goes his rounds without abating one inch of the ce. In one thing alone he feels his years—ze. in and when ‘young master,’ who is a disciple of the athletic school, comes out, it is about as much as he can do to keep up with him over the stubble. once for the last thirty years has he tossed on a bed ickness ; never once has he failed to rise from his mber refreshed and ready for his labour. His secret let him tell it in his own words: ‘It’s indoors, sir, as kills half the people; being in- s three parts of the day, and next to that taking too 1 drink and vittals. Eating’s as bad as drinking ; and . ain’t nothing like fresh air and the smell of the woods. You should come out here in the spring, when the ry 1 - timber is throwed (because, you see, the sap be rising, and the bark strips then), and just sit down on a stick peeled—I means a trunk, you know—and sniff up scent of that there oak bark. It goes right down throat, and preserves your lungs as the tan do ther. And I’ve heard say as folk who work in the tan- rds never have no illness. There’s always a smell from es, dead or living—I could tell what wood a log was in dark by my nose; and the air is better where the ods be. The ladies up in the great house sometimes ss out into the fir plantations—the turpentine scents ig, you see—and they say it’s good for the chest ; but, 16 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. bless you, you must live in it. People go abroad, ’m told, to live in the pine forests to cure ’em: I say these here oaks have got every bit as much good in that way. I never eat but two meals a day—breakfast and supper: what you would call dinner—and maybe in the middle of the day a hunch of dry bread and an apple. I take a ‘i deal for breakfast, and I’m rather lear [hungry] at supper ; but you may lay your oath that’s why ’'m what I am in | the way of health. People stuffs theirselves, and by — consequence it breaks out, you see. It’s the same with | cattle ; they’re overfed, tied up in stalls and stuffed, and never no exercise, and mostly oily food too. It stands to ir he i w » ms ch PG eka, cil +? aa St Nr a. reason they must get bad; and that’s the real cause of these here rinderpests and pleuro-pneumonia and what- nots. At least that’s my notion. I’m in the woods all day, and never comes home till supper—cept, of course, in breeding-time, to fetch the meal and stuff for the ‘birds—so I gets the fresh air, you see; and the fresh air is the life, sir. There’s the smell of the earth, too— q specially just as the plough turns it up—which isa fine thing ; and the hedges and the grass are as sweet as sugar after a shower. Anything with a green leaf is the thing, depend upon it, if you want to live healthy. I never signed no pledge; and if a man asks me to take _a glass of ale, I never says him no. But I ain’t got no Pe ee ee ee barrel at home; and all the time I’ve been in this here place I’ve never been to a public. Gentlemen give me A GOOD HATER. 17 course they does; and much obliged I be; but it to my missus. Many’s the time they’ve axed have a glass of champagne or brandy when we've lunch under the hedge; but I says no, and would a glass of beer best, which I gets, of course, No; | drinks, I drinks ale: but most in general I drinks ng liquor. Great coat !—cold weather! I never 10 great coat on this thirty year. These here woods good as a topcoat in cold weather. Come off the field with the east wind cutting into you, and get e they firs and you'll feel warm in a minute. If you into the ash wood you must go in farther, because wind comes more between the poles.” Fresh air, ise, frugal food and drink, the odour of the earth and trees—these have given him, as he nears his sixtieth the strength and vitality of early manhood. He has his faults: notably, a hastiness of temper ds his undermen, and towards labourers and wood- - ‘s who transgress his rules. He is apt to use his ind-ash stick rather freely without thought of con- ue ces, and has got into trouble more than once in t way. When he takes a dislike or suspicion of a man, ng will remove it; he is stubbornly inimical and siving, totally incapable of comprehending the idea loving anenemy. He hates cordially in the true pagan hion of old. He is full of prejudices, and has some leas which almost amount to superstitions ; and, though ¢ «] 18 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. he fears nothing, has a vague feeling that sometimes there is ‘summat’ inexplicable in the dark and desolate places. Such is this modern man of the woods. The impressions of youth are always strongest with us, and so it is that recollecting the scenes in which he passed his earlier days he looks with some contempt upon the style of agriculture followed in the locality; for he was born in the north, where the farms are sometimes of a great area, though perhaps not so rich in soil, and he cannot forgive the tenants here because they have not got herds of three or four hundred horned cattle. Before he settled down in the south he had many changes of situa- tion, and was thus brought in contact with a wonderful number of gentlemen, titled or otherwise distinguished, whose peculiarities of speech or appearance he loves to dwell upon. If the valet sees the hero or the statesman too closely, so sometimes does the gamekeeper. A great man must have moments when it is a relief to fling off the constant posturing necessary before the world; and there is freshness in the gamekeeper’s unstudied conversa- tion. The keeper thinks that nothing reveals a gentle- man’s character so much as his ‘ tips.’ ‘Gentlemen is very curious in tips, he says, ‘and there ain’t nothing so difficult as to know what’s coming. Most in general them as be the biggest guns, and what you would think would come out handsome, chucks you a crown and no more; and them as you knows ain’t much THE REGULAR TIPS. 19 ie way of money slips a sovereign into your fist. ; a deal in the way of giving it too, as perhaps you Yt think. Some gents does it as much as to say much obliged to you for kindly taking it. Some as if they were chucking a bone to a dog. One where I was, the governor were the haughtiest man - you see. When the shooting was done—after a : party, you never knowed whether he were pleased —he never took no more notice of you than if you a tree. But I found him out arter a time or two. d to walk close behind him, as if you were a spaniel ; 1 by-and-by he would slip his hand round behind his : without a word, mind—and you had to take what it, and never touch your hat or so much as “ Thank sir.’ It were always a five-pound note if the shoot- had been good ; but it never seemed to come so sweet he'd done it to your face.’ The keeper gets a goodly number of tips in the course When he goes round to deliver presents of game to the . hief tenants on the estate or to the owner’s private friends. ( en emen who take an interest in such things come out y spring to see the young broods of pheasants—which, eed, are a pretty sight—and they always leave some- 20 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. thing behind them. In the summer a few picnic parties come from the town or the country round about, having permission to enter the grounds. In the winter half a A BROOD OF YOUNG PHEASANTS, dozen young gentlemen have a turn at the ferreting; a great burrow is chosen, three or four ferrets put in at once without any nets, so that the rabbits may bolt freely, and then the shooting is like volleys of musketry fire. For sport like this the young gentlemen tip freely. After the i i coaliieb'y wien ine Dian f Oe aa v7, d Se a er i yD Rog Sa ah FI - op Seine — 21 ‘the young birds, some few of the tenants are » shoot the remainder——a task that spreads two or even three days, and there is a good uor and silver going about. Then gentlemen Besides swift of foot, and with a shrewd idea which will run when the hunt is up, he is to the Ise; and so he too gets his share. lady or some timid gentleman wants a gate a service not performed in vain. For breaking- ) the keeper is often paid well; and, in short, of those fortunate individuals whom all the 23 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. CHAPIER «AI, His Family and Caste, THE interior of the cottage is exquisitely clean; it has that bright pleasant appearance which is only possible when the housewife feels a pride in her duties, and goes about them with a cheerful heart. Not a speck of: dust can be seen upon the furniture, amongst which is a large old-fashioned sofa: the window panes are clear and trans- parent—a certain sign of loving care expended on the place, as on the other hand dirty windows are an indica- tion of neglect, so much so that the character of the cottager may almost be guessed from a glance at her glass. The keeper's wife is a buxom vivacious dame, whose manners, from occasional contact with the upper ranks—the ladies from the great house sometimes look in for a few minutes to chat with so old a servant of the family——are above what are usually found in her station. She receives her callers—and they are many—with a quiet, respectful dignity: desirous of pleasing, yet quite at her ease. Across the back of the sofa there lies a rug of some ae — wif Seana cvthad Taine bees gases ENGLISH FURS. 23 wutiful fur which catches the eye, but which at first the sitor cannot identify. Its stripes are familiar, and not unlike the tiger’s, but the colour is not that of the forest tyrant. She explains that this rug comes within her special sphere. It is a carriage-rug of cat-skin ; the skins carefully selected to match exactly, and cured and pre- pared i in the same way as other more famous furs. They have only just been sewn together, and the rug is now spread on the sofa to dry. She has made rugs, she will tell you, entirely of black cat skins, and very handsome they looked ; but nct equal to this, which is wholly of the tabby. Certainly the gloss and stripe, the soft warmth a and feel to the hand, seem to rival many foreign and costly importations. Besides carriage-rugs, the game- _ keeper’s wife has made others for the feet—-some many- E coloured, like Joseph’s coat. All the cats to which these. skins belonged were shot or caught in the traps set for vermin by her husband and his assistants. The majority were wild—that is, had ~ taken up their residence in the woods, reverting to their natural state, and causing great havoc among the game. Feasting like this and in the joys of freedom, many had grown to a truly enormous size, not in fat, as the domestic F animal does, but in length of back and limb. These 4 afforded the best skins ; perhaps out of eight or nine _ killed but two would be available or worth preserving. This gives an idea of the extraordinary number of cats 24 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. which stray abroad and get their living by poaching. They invariably gravitate towards the woods. The instance in point is taken from an outlying district far from a town, where the nuisance is comparatively small; but in the preserves say from ten to twenty miles round London the cats thus killed must be counted by thousands. Families change their homes, the cat is driven away by the new comer and takes to the field. In one little copse not more than two acres in extent, and about twelve miles from Hyde Park Corner, fifteen cats were shot in six weeks, and nearly all in one spot—their favourite haunt. ‘When two or three wild or homeless animals take up their abode in a wood, they speedily attract half a dozen hitherto tame ones ; and, if they were not destroyed, it would be impos- sible to keep either game or rabbits. She has her own receipts for preserving furs and feathers, and long practice has rendered her an adept. Here are squirrels’ skins also prepared; some with the bushy tail attached, and some without. They vary in size and the colour of the tail, which is often nearly white, in others more deeply tinged with red. The fur is used to line cloaks, and the tail is sometimes placed in ladies’ hats. Now and then she gets a badger-skin, which old country folk used to have made into waistcoats, said to form an efficacious protection for weak chests. She has made rugs of several sewn together, but not often. In the store-room upstairs there are a few splendid fox- hss satis Sigil heiaid Beeteodiaeta coned eS a eee et —— n REYNARD UTILISED. 25 These are used for ladies’ 2h and look e; the tail being occasionally curled round _ This sounds a delicate matter, and dangerously the deadly sin of vulpecide. But it is not so. In - extensive woods, with their broad fringes of furze a h, the foxes now and then become inconveniently ous, and even cub-hunting will not kill them off tly, especially if a great ‘head’ of game is kept up, ttracts every species of beast of prey. Besides the damage to game, the concentration of too foxes in one district is opposed to the interest of the —first, because the attendant destruction of neighbour- poultry causes an unpleasant feeling; next, because the meet takes place the plethora of foxes spoils the t. The day is wasted in ‘chopping’ them at every ; the pack breaks up into several sections, despite p, horn, and voice ; and a good run across country can- ‘ot be obtained. So that once now and then a judicious hinni g-out is necessary ; and this is how the skins come > the hands of the keeper’s wife. The heads go to ment halls and staircases; so do the pads and asionally the brush. The teeth make studs, set in ol ; and no part of Reynard is thrown away, since the $s eagerly snap up his body. Once or twice she has made a moleskin waistcoat for ntleman. This is a very tedious operation. Each 26 THE GAMEKEEPER AT. HOME. little skin has to be separately prepared, and when finished hardly covers two square inches of surface. Consequently it requires several scores of skins, and the work is a year or more about. There is then the sewing together, which is not to be accomplished without much patience and skill. The fur is beautifully soft and glossy, with more resem- blance to velvet than is possessed by any other natural substance, and very warm. Mittens for the wrists are also made of it, and skull-caps. Moleskin waistcoats used to be thought a good deal of, but are now only met with occasionally as a curiosity. The old wooden mole-trap is now almost extinct, superseded by the modern iron one, which anybody can set up. The ancient contrivance, a cylinder of wood, could only be placed in position by a practised hand, and from his experience in this the mole-catcher—locally called ‘oont-catcher ’—used to be an important personage in his way. He is now fast becoming extinct also—that is, as a distinct handicraftsman spending his whole time in such trapping. He was not unfrequently a man who had once occupied a subordinate place under a keeper, and when grown too feeble for harder labour, supported ‘himself in this manner: contracting with the farmers to clear their fields by the season. Neither stoats’ nor weasels’ skins are preserved, except now and then for stuffing to put under a glass case, though the stoat is closely allied to the genuine ermine. Polecats, SKINS AND FEATHERS. 27 wHrni PER THE OLD MOLE-CATCHER. too, are sometimes saved for the same purpose ; in many _ woods they seem now quite extinct. The otter skin is _ valuable, but does not often come under the care of the _ keeper's wife. The keeper now and then shoots a grebe ‘in the mere where the streamlet widens out into a small lake, which again is bordered by water-meadows. This bird is uncommon, but not altogether rare ; sometimes two or three are killed in the year in this southern inland haunt. He also shoots her some jays, whose wings—as 28 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. likewise the black-and-white magpie—are used for the same decorative purposes. Certain feathers from the jay are sought by the gentlemen who visit the great house, to make artificial flies for salmon-fishing. Of kingfishers she preserves a considerable number for ladies’ hats, and some for glass cases. Once or twice she has been asked to pre- pare the woodpecker, whose plumage and harsh cry entitle him to the position of the parrot of our woods. Gentle- men interested in natural history often commission her husband to get them specimens of rare birds; and in the end he generally succeeds, though a long time may elapse before they cross his path. For them she has prepared some of the rare owls and hawks. She has a store of pea- cocks’ feathers—every now and then people, especially ladies, call at the cottage and purchase these things. Country housewives still use the hare’s ‘pad’ for several domestic purposes—was not the hare’s foot once kept in the printing-offices ? | The keeper’s wife has nothing to do with rabbits, but knows that their skins and fur are still bought in large quantities. She has heard that geese were once kept in large flocks almost entirely for their feathers, which were plucked twice a year, she thinks ; but this is not practised now, at least not in the south. She has had snakes’ skins, or more properly sloughs, for the curious. It is very difficult to get one entire; they are fragile, and so twisted in the grass where the snake leaves them as to be ANTLERS FOUND IN THE WOOD. 29 erally broken. Some country folk put them in their s to cure headache, which is a very old superstition ; more in sport than earnest. There are no deer now ) the park. There used to be a hundred years ago, and husband has found several cast antlers in the wood, ue mt Eas 3 be j iM Rr ANTLERS ON THE STAIRCASE, > best are up at the great house, but there is one on her staircase. Will I take a few chestnuts? It is winter— the proper time—and these are remarkably fine. No tree 3; apparently so capricious in its yield as the chestnut in English woods: the fruit of many is so small as to be worthless, or else it does not reach maturity. But these 50" THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. large ones are from a tree which bears a fine nut: her husband has them saved every year. Here also are half a dozen truffles if I will accept them: most that are found go up to the great house; but of late years they have not been sought for so carefully, because coming in quantities from abroad. These truffles are found, she believes, in the woods where the soil is chalky. She used to gather many native herbs ; but tastes have changed, and new seasonings and sauces have come into fashion. Out of doors in his work the assistant upon whom the gamekeeper places his chief reliance is his own son—a lad hardly taller than the gun he carries, but much older than would be supposed at first sight. It is a curious physiological fact that although open- air life is so favourable to health, yet it has the apparent effect of -stunting growth in early youth. Let two children be brought up together, one made to ‘rough’ it out of doors, and the other carefully tended and kept within ; other things being equal, the boy of the drawing- room will be taller and to all appearance more developed than his companion. The labourers’ children, for instance, who play in the lonely country roads and fields all day, whose parents lock their cottage doors when leaving for work in the morning so that their offspring shall not gain entrance and get into mischief, are almost invariably short for their age. In their case something may be justly attributed to coarse and scanty food; but the children of ' : Be N ‘i —_— COUNTRY LADS. 31 working farmers exhibit the same peculiarity, and although their food is not luxurious in quality, it is certainly not stinted in quantity. Some of the ploughboys and carters’ lads seem scarcely fit to be put in charge of the huge cart- horses who obey their shouted orders, their heads being SMALL BOYS AND GREAT HORSES. but a little way above the shafts—mere infants to look at. Yet they are fourteen or fifteen years of age. With these, and with the sons of farmers who in like manner work in the field, the period of development comes later than with town-bred boys. After sixteen or eighteen, after years of 32 ‘THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. hesitation as it were, they suddenly shoot up, and become great, hulking, broad fellows, possessed of immense strength. So the keeper’s boy is really much more a man than he appears, both in years and knowledge—meaning thereby | that local intelligence, technical ability, and unwritten education which is the resultant of early practice and is quite distinct from book learning. From his father he has imbibed the spirit of the woods and all the minutiz of his art. First he learned to shoot; his highest ambition being satisfied in the beginning when permitted to carry the double-barrel home across the meadow, Then he was allowed occasionally to fire off the charges left in after the day’s work, before the gun was hung against the beam. Next, from behind the fallen trunk of an oak he took aim at a sitting rabbit which had raised himself on his hind-quarters to listen suspiciously— resting the heavy barrels on the tree, and made nervous by the whispered instructions from the keeper kneeling on the grass out of sight behind, ‘ Aim at his shoulder, lad, if he be sitting sidelong; if a’ be got his back to ’ee aim at his poll. From this it was but a short step to be trusted with the single-barrel, and finally with the double ; ultimately having one of his own and walking his own distinct rounds, He is now a keen shot, even better than his father ; for it is often observed that at a certain age young beginners in most manual arts reach an excellence which Oe a a eNO ey fe SNAP-SHOOTING. 33 iter years fails them. Perhaps the muscles are more 3 and respond instantaneously to the eye. This boy at snap-shooting in the ‘rough’ will beat crack en hollow. At the trap with pigeons he would ably fail; but in a narrow lane where the rabbits, en out by the ferrets, just pop across barely a yard of en ground, where even a good shot may miss repeatedly, is ‘death’ itself to the ‘bunnies.’ So, too, with a wood- re—z.e. those hares that always lie in the woods as aers do in the open fields and on the uplands. They difficult to kill, They slip quietly out from the form the rough grass under the ashstole, and all you have for idance is the rustling and, perhaps, the tips of the ears, 2 body hidden by the tangled dead ferns and ‘rowetty’ iff. When you try to aim, the barrel knocks against the ipoles, which are inconveniently near together, or the anches get in the way, and the hare dodges round a tree, d your cartridge simply barks a bow and cuts a tall ad thistle in twain. But the keeper’s lad, who had ited for your fire, instantly follows, as it seems hardly ting his gun to his shoulder, and the hare is stopped by shot. _Rabbit-shooting, also, in an ash wood like this is try- to the temper; they double and dodge, and if you it, thinking that the brown rascals must presently cross : partially open space yonder, lo! just at the very edge up go their white tails and they dive into the bowels of ne D 34 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. the earth, having made for hidden burrows. There is, of course, after all, nothing but a knack in these things. Still it is something to have acquired the knack. The RELL St bo hae THE KEEPER’S SON SHOOTING LEFT-HANDED. lad, if you ask him, will proudly show off several gun- tricks, as shooting left-handed, placing the butt at the left instead of the right shoulder and pulling the trigger with TRICKS OF ASSISTANTS. 35 finger. He will knock over a running rabbit like 1 from under the arm without coming to the ent, or even holding the gun out like a pistol with By slow degrees he has obtained an intimate acquaint- nce with every field on the place, and no little knowledge natural history. He will decide at once, as if by a of instinct, where any particular bird or animal will ‘found at that hour. He is more bitter than his father against poachers, and d like to see harder measures dealt out to them; but chief use is in watching or checking the assistants, act as beaters, ferreters, or keep up the banks and ; about the preserves, etc. Without a doubt these are very untrustworthy, and practise many tricks. instance, when they are set to ferret a bank, what is prevent them, if the coast is clear, from hiding half a nm dead rabbits in a burrow? Digging has frequently _to be resorted to, and thus they can easily cast earth over and conceal the entrance to a hole. Many a wounded are and pheasant that falls into the hands of the beaters never makes its appearance at the table of the sportsman ; and doubtless they help themselves to the game captured 7 many a poacher’s wire before giving notice of the dis- ver’ to the head man. | Some. of these assistants wear waistcoats of calfskin 36 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. with the hair on it. The hair is outside, and the roan- and-white colour has a curious appearance: the material is said to be very warm and durable. Such waistcoats were common years ago; but of late the looms and spin- dles of the manufacturing districts have reduced the most outlying of the provinces to a nearly dead uniformity of shoddy. One pair of eyes cannot be everywhere at once; con- sequently the keeper, as his son grew up, found him a great help in this way: while he goes one road the lad goes the other, and the undermen never feel certain that some one is not about. Perhaps partly for this reason the lad is not a favourite in the village, and few if any of the other boys make friends with him. He is too loyal to permit of their playing trespass—he looks down on them as a little lower in the scale. Do they ever speak, even in the humblest way, to the proprietor of the place? In their turn they ostracise him after their fashion ; so he becomes a silent, solitary youth, self-reliant, and old for his years. He is a daring climber: as after the hawk’s nest, generally made in the highest elms or pines—if that species of tree is to be found—taking the young birds to some farmhouse where the children delight in living creatures. Some who are not children, or are children of ‘a larger growth, like to have a tame hawk in the garden, clipping the wings so that it shall not get away. Hawks ee mui, AT ag Yom, ten a a ves = Hoasi . cen ee ee ep eee ee 1 eet Heer a HAWKS AND OWLS. 37 have most amusing tricks, and in time become compara- tively tame, at least to the person who feeds them. The beauty of the hawk’s eye can hardly be surpassed: full, liquid, and piercing. In this way the keeper’s boy often OWLS IN EVERY BARN. gets a stray shilling; also for young owls, which are still kept in some country houses, in the! sheds or barns, to destroy the mice. When the-corn was threshed with the flail, and was consequently exposed to the ravages of these creatures (if undisturbed they multiply in such numbers as would scarcely be credited), owls were almost domestic 38 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. birds, being domiciled in every barn. Now they are more objects of curiosity, though still useful when large teams of horses are kept and require grain. The keeper's boy sells, too, young squirrels from time to time, and the eggs of the rarer birds. In short, he has imbibed all the ways of the woods, and is an adept at everything, from ‘harling’ a rabbit upwards. By-the-bye, what is the etymology of ‘harling, which seems to have the sense of entangling? It is done by passing the blade of the knife between the bone of the thigh and the great sinew—where there is nothing but skin—and then thrust- ing the other foot through the hole thus made. The rabbit or hare can then be conveniently carried by the loop thus formed, or slung on a stick or the gun-barrel across the shoulder. Of course the ‘harling’ is not done till the animal is dead. The book-learning of the keeper’s boy is rather limited, for he was taught by the parish clerk and schoolmaster before the Education Acts were formulated. Still, he can read, and pores over the weekly paper of rural sports, etc., taken for the guests at the great house and when out of date sent down to the keeper’s cottage. In fact, he shows a little too much interest in the turf columns to be quite satisfactory to his father, who is somewhat anxious about his acquaintance with the jockeys from the training-stables on the downs hard by—an acquaintance he discourages as tending to no good. Like his father, he is never a HIS OFFICE HEREDITARY. | 39 | abroad without a pair of leathern gaiters, and, if not m, a stout gnarled ground-ash stick in his hand. The gamekeeper’s calling naturally tends to perpetuate elf and become hereditary in his family. The life is ull of attraction to boys—the gun alone is hardly to be ssisted ; and, in addition, there are the animals and birds which the office is associated, and the comparative from restraint. Therefore one at least of his lads ; sure to follow in his father’s steps, and after a youth id early manhood spent out of doors in the woods it is xt to impossible for him ever to quit the course he has | His children, again, must come within reach of nilar influences, and thus for a lengthened period there ust be a predisposition towards this special occupation. _ Long service in one particular situation is not so com- now as it used to be. Men move about from place place, but wherever they are they still engage in the ne capacity ; and once a gamekeeper always a game- is pretty nearly true. Even in the present day tances of families holding the office for more than one two generations on the same estate may be found ; and ago such was often the case. Occasionally the pers family has in this way, by the slow passage of 1e, become in a sense associated with that of his em- oyer ; many years of faithful service sensibly abridging e social gulf between master and servant. The contrary holds equally true; and so at the present day short terms 40 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. of service and constant changes are accompanied by a sharp distinction separating employer and employé. In such cases of long service the keeper holds a posi- tion more nearly resembling the retainer of the olden time than perhaps any other ‘institution’ of modern life. Pensioned off in his old age in the cottage where he was born, or which, at any rate, he first entered as a child, he potters about under his own vine and fig-tree—ze, the pear and damson trees he planted forty years before— and is privileged now and then to give advice on matters arising out of the estate. He can watch the young broods of pheasants still, and superintend the mixing of their food: his trembling hand, upon the back of which the corded sinews are so strongly marked now the tissue has wasted, and over which the blue veins wander, can set a trap when the vermin become too venturesome. He is yet a terror to evil-doers, and in no jot abates the dignity of more vigorous days; so .that the super- annuated ancients whose task it is to sweep the fallen leaves from the avenue and the walks near the great house, or to weed the gravel drive in feeble acknowledg- ment of the charitable dole they receive, fall to briskly when they see him coming with besom and rusty knife wherewith to ‘uck’ out the springing grass, He daily gossips with the head gardener (nominal), as old or older than himself; but his favourite haunt is a spot on the edge of a fir plantation where lies a fallen ‘ stick’ of timber. ii at: HIS OLD AGE. 41 4 Here, sheltered by the thick foliage of the fir and the 4 hawthorn hedge at his back from the wind, he can sit > oO el (eo) ga ro) =] Q. _ oO oO oO = Pt) ct a) o> ° = ) - rat) Qu oO n a re) pe | ao. =) fe) @: (e) Ze) io) e) ey AAR 4 ne 4) ites Ma v~ THE SUPERANNUATED KEEPER, _ meadow bounding the preserves and crossed by footpaths, 4 along which loiterers may come. His sturdy son now ! sways the sceptre of ash over the old woods, and other descendants are employed about the place. Sometimes in the great house there may be seen the counterfeit presentment of such a retainer limned fifty years ago, with dog and gun, and characteristic background 42 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. of trees. His wife has perhaps survived till recently — strong and hale almost to the last; the most voluble gossip of the hamlet, full of traditions relating to the great house and its owners; a virago if crossed. It is recorded that upon one occasion in her prime she confronted a couple of poachers, and, by dint of tongue and threats of assistance close at hand, forced them to retire. It was at night that, her husband being from home and hearing shots in the wood, she sallied forth armed with a gun, faced the poachers, and actually drove them away, doubtless as much from fear of recognition as of bodily injury, though even that she was capable of inflicting, being totally fearless. Nothing can be more natural than that when a man has shown an earnest desire to give satisfaction and proved himself honest and industrious, his employer should exhibit an interest in the welfare of his family. Now and then a small farm may be found in the hands of a man descended from or connected with a keeper. To successfully work a _ tenancy of such narrow limits it is necessary that the | occupier should himself labour in the field from morn till dewy eve—the capacity to work being even more essential than capital ; and so it happens that the smaller farms are occasionally held by men who have risen from the lower classes. The sons of keepers also become gentlemen’s servants, as grooms, etc., in or out of the house. ~ A proposal was not long since made that gentlemen who had met with misfortune or were unable to obtain GENTLEMEN GAMEKEEPERS, 43 : congenial employment, should take service as gamekeepers _ —after the manner in which ladies were invited to become | ‘helps.’ The idea does not appear to have received much practical support, nor does it seem feasible, looking at the altered relations of society in these days. A gentleman - out of luck, and with a taste for outdoor life and no _ objection to work, could surely do far better in the _ colonies, where he could shoot for his ‘own hand,’ and in course of time achieve an independence, which he could never hope to attain as a gamekeeper. In the olden times, no doubt, younger brothers did become, in fact, gamekeepers, head grooms, huntsmen, etc., to the head of the family. There was less of the sense of servitude and loss of dignity when the feeling of clanship was prevalent, when the great house was regarded as the natural and proper resource of every cadet of the family. But all this is changed. And for a man of education to descend to trapping vermin, filling cartridges, and feeding pheasants all his life, would be a palpable absurdity with Australia open to him and the virgin soil of Central Africa eager for tillage. | Neither is every man’s constitution capable of with- standing the wear and tear of a keeper’s life. I have deline- ated the more favourable side already; but it has its shadows. : Robust health, power of bearing fatigue, and above all of sustaining constant exposure in our most variable climate, are essential. No labourer is so exposed as the keeper: 44 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. the labourer does not work in continued wet, and he is sure of his night’s rest. The keeper is often about the best part of the night, and he cannot stay indoors because it rains. The woods are lovely in the sunshine of summer ; they are full of charm when the leaves are bursting forth in spring or turning brown with the early autumn frosts ; but in wet weather in the winter they are the most wretched places conceivable in which to stroll about. The dead fern and the long grass are soaked with rain, and cling round the ankles with depressing tenacity. Every now and then the feet sink into soddened masses of decaying leaves—a good deal, too, of the soil itself is soft and peaty, being formed from the decomposed vegetation of years ; while the boughs against which the passer-by must push fly back and send a cold shower down the neck. In fog as well as in rain the trees drip continuously ; the boughs condense the mist and it falls in large drops—a puff of wind brings down a tropical shower. In warm moist weather the damp steam that floats in the atmosphere is the reverse of pleasant. But a thaw is the worst of all, when the snow congealed on the branches and against the trunks on the windward side, slips and comes down in slushy, icy fragments, and the south-west or south-east wind, laden with chilling moisture, penetrates to the very marrow. Even Robin Hood is recorded to~ have said that he could stand all kinds of weather with impunity, except the wind which accompanies a_ thaw. a GAME AS MERCHANDISE. 45 Wet grass has a special faculty for saturating leather. up to your ankles in perfect comfort are powerless to keep out the dew or raindrops on the grass-blades. The path of : the keeper is by no means always strewn with flowers. Probably the number of keepers has much increased of recent years, since the floodtide of commercial prosperity set in. Every successful merchant naturally purchases an estate in the country, and as naturally desires to see some _ game upon it. This necessitates a keeper and his staff. Then game itself—meaning live game—has become a marketable commodity, bought and sold very much as one might buy a standing crop of wheat. 4 Owners of land, whose properties are hardly extensive _ enough to enable them to live in the state which is under- stood by the expression ‘country seat,’ frequently now resort to certain expedients to increase their incomes, _ They maintain a head of game large in comparison with the acreage: of course this must be attended to by a resident keeper; and they add to the original mansion various attractive extra buildings—ze. a billiard-room, con- Servatories, and a range of modern stabling. The object, _ of course, is to let the house, the home farm, and the } "shooting for the season ; including facilities for following the hunt. The proprietor is consequently only at home in the latter part of the spring and in the summer—some- _ times not even then. 46 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. Again, there are large properties, copyhold, or held under long leases from corporate bodies, the tenants having the right to shoot. Instead of exercising the power them- selves, they let the shooting. It consists mainly of part- ridges, hares, and rabbits; and one of their men looks after _the game, combining the keeping a general watch with other duties. Professional men and gentlemen of inde- pendent income residing in county towns frequently take shooting of this kind. The farmers who farm their own land often make money of their game in the same way. Gentlemen, too, combine and lease the shooting over wide areas, and of course find it necessary to employ keepers to look after their interests. The upper class of tradesmen in county and provincial towns where any facilities exist now sometimes form a private club or party and rent the shooting over several farms, having a joint- stock imterest in one or more keepers. Poor land which used to be of very little value has, by the planting of. covers and copses, and the erection of a cottage for the keeper and a small ‘box’ for temporary occupation, in many cases been found to pay well if easily accessible from towns. Game, in short, was never so much sought after as at present ; and the profession of gamekeeping is in no danger of falling into decay from lack of demand for the skill in woodcraft it implies. ete tee ee PHEASANTS. CHAPTER III. In the Fields. _ Mucu other work besides preventing poaching falls upon the keeper, such as arranging for the battue, stopping fox ‘earths’ when the hounds are coming, feeding the young birds and often the old stock in severe weather, and even some labour of an agricultural character. 48 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME, A successful battue requires no little /imesse and patience exercised beforehand ; weeks are spent in prepar- ing for the amusement of a few hours. The pheasants are sometimes accustomed to leave the wood in a certain direction chosen as specially favourable for the sport— some copses at a little distance are used as feeding-places, so that the birds naturally work that way. Much care is necessary to keep a good head of game together, not too much scattered about on the day fixed upon. The diffi- culty is to prevent them from wandering off in the early morning ; and men are stationed like sentinels at the usual points of egress to drive them back. The beaters are usually men who have previously been employed in the © woods and possess local knowledge of the ground, and are in- structed in their duties long before: nothing must be left to the spur of the moment. Something of the skill of the general is wanted to organise a great battue: an instinct- ive insight into the best places to plant the guns, while the whole body of sportsmen, beaters, keepers with ammuni- tion, should move in concert. The gamekeeper finds his work fall upon him harder now than it used to do: first, sportsmen look for a heavier return of killed and wounded; next, they are seldom willing to take much personal trouble to find the game, but like it in a manner brought to them ; and, lastly, he thinks the shooting season has grown shorter. Gentlemen used to reside at home the greater part of the winter, and spread z| ¢ j aa i : j i | . 2 ; z } THE SHOOTING SEASON. 49 their shooting over many months. Now, the seaside season has moved on, and numbers are by the beach at the time ~ when formerly they were in the woods. Then others go _ abroad ; the country houses now advertised as ‘to let’ are almost innumerable. Time was when the local squire would have thought it derogatory to his dignity to make a com- modity of his ancient mansion; now there seems quite a com- petition to let, and absenteeism is a reality of English as well § as Irish country life. At least, such is the gamekeeper’s idea, and he finds a confirmation of it in the sudden rush, Ss is as it were, made upon his preserves. Gentlemen who once i fas spent weeks at the great house, and were out with him every Patios day till he grew to understand the special kind of sport which pleased them most, and could consequently give them satisfaction, are now hardly arrived before they are gone again. With all his desire to find them game he is Pre ae Pee ee often puzzled, for game has its whims and fancies, and will Sahai as be not accommodate itself to their convenience. Then the keeper thinks that shooting does not begin so early as it once did. Partridges may be found in the _ market on the morning of the glorious First of Septem- _ ber; but if you ask him how they get there, your reply is a nod and a wink. Nobody gets up early enough in the morning for that now: very often the first day passes by without a single shot being fired. The eagerness for the stubble and its joys is not so marked. This last season the late harvest interfered very much with shooting ; you E 50 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. cannot walk through wheat or barley, and while the crops are standing the partridges have too much cover. Many gentlemen, again, keep their pheasants till nearly Christmas: October goes by frequently without a bird being brought down in some preserves. Early in the new year, if the weather be mild, as it has been so often latterly, the birds begin to show signs of a disposition to pair off, and in consequence the guns are laid aside before the cer- tificates expire. So that the keeper thinks the actual shooting season has grown shorter and the sport is more concentrated, and taken in rushes, as it were. This causes additional work and anxiety. If the family are away they still require a regular and sometimes a large supply of game for the table, which he has to keep up himself— assistants could hardly be trusted: the opportunity is too tempting. Though a loyal and conscientious man, in his secret heart he does not like the hounds: and though of course he gets tipped for stopping the earths, yet it is a labour not exactly to his taste. The essence of game-preserving is quiet, repose; the characteristic of the hunt is noise, horn, whoop, whip, the cry of the hounds, and the crash of the bushes as the field takes a jump. Students and book- worms like the quiet dust which settles in their favourite haunts—the housemaid’s broom is fatal to retrospective thought: so the gamekeeper views the squadrons charging through his cherished copses, ‘poaching’ up the green- NE = eS ey eS eee THE *‘RESIDUUM’ GOES FOX-HUNTING. 51 sward of the winding ‘drives, breaking down the fences, much as the artist views the sacrilegious broom ‘ putting his place to rights. Pheasant, and hare, and rabbit all are sent helter-skelter anywhere, and take a day or two to settle down again. Yet it is not so much the real genuine hunt that he dislikes: it is the loafers it brings together on foot. Roughs from the towns, idle fellows from the villages, cobblers, tinkers, gipsies, the nondescript ‘residuum,’ all congregate in crowds, delighted at the chance of penetrat- ing into the secret recesses of woods only thrown open two or three times a year. It is impossible to stay the inroad—the gates are wide open, the rails pulled down, and trespass is but a fiction for the hour. To see these gentry roaming at their ease in his woods is a bitter trial to the keeper, who grinds his teeth in silence as they pass him with a grin, perfectly aware of and enjoying his _ spleen. Somehow or other these fellows always manage to get in the way just where the fox was on the point of breaking cover; if he makes a clear start and heads for the meadows, before he has passed the first field a ragged jacket appears over the hedge, and then the language of the huntsman is not always good to listen to. The work of rearing the young broods of pheasants is a trying and tedious one. The keeper has his own specific treatment, in which he has implicit faith, and laughs to scorn the pheasant-meals and feeding-stuffs 52 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. advertised in the papers. He mixes it himself, and likes no one prying about to espy his secret, though in reality his success is due to watchful care and not to any particular nostrum. The most favourable spot for rearing TENDING THE YOUNG BIRDS. is a small level meadow, if possible without furrows, which has been fed off close to the ground and is situated high and dry, and yet well sheltered with wood all round. Damp is a great enemy of the brood, and long grass wet with dew in the early morning sometimes proves fatal if BREEDING-TIME. 53 ’ the delicate young birds are allowed to drag themselves - through it. | Besides the coops, here and there bushes, cut for the _ purpose, are piled in tolerably large heaps. The use of " these is for the broods to run under if a hawk appears in ~ the sky ; and it is amusing to watch how soon the little _ creatures learn to appreciate this shelter. In the spring 7 the greater part of the keeper’s time is occupied in this _ way: he spends hours upon hours in the hundred and one _ minutiz which ensure success. This breeding-time is she 4 great anxiety of the year: on it all the shooting depends. _ He shakes his head if you hint that perhaps it would save _ trouble to purchase the pheasants ready for shooting from ‘the dealers who now make a business of supplying them _ for the battue. He looks upon such a practice as the ruin _ of all true woodcraft, and a proof of the decay of the _ present generation. | In addition to the pheasants, the partridges, wild as 4 they are, require some attention—the eggs have to be ~ looked after, The mowers in the meadows frequently lay q their nests bare beneath the sweep of the scythe: the old : bird sometimes sits so close as to have her legs cut off by the sharp steel. Occasionally a rabbit, in the same way, is killed by the point of the blade as he lingers in his form. The mowers receive a small sum for every egg they bring, the eggs being placed under brood hens, kept for the purpose. But as a partridge’s egg from one field 3 a = 54 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. is precisely like one from another field, the keeper may find, if he does not look pretty sharp after the mowers on the estate, that they have been bribed by a trifle extra to carry the eggs to another man at a distance. A very un- pleasant feeling often arises from suspicions of this kind. His agricultural labour consists in superintending the cultivation of the small squares left for the growth of grain in the centre of the copses, to feed and attract the pheasants, and to keep them from wandering. These have to be dug up with the spade—there would be no room for using a plough—and spade-husbandry is rather . slow work. An eye has therefore to be kept on the labourers thus employed lest they get into mischief. The grain (on the straw) is sometimes given to the birds laid across skeleton trestles, roughly made of stout ash sticks, so as to raise it above the ground and enable them to get at it better. _ Ash woods are cut every year, or rather they are mapped out into so many squares, the poles in which come to maturity in succession—while one is down another is growing up, and thus in a fixed course of years _ the entire wood is thrown and renovated. A certain time has, of course, to be allowed for purchasers to remove their property, and, as the roads through the woods are often axle-deep in mud, in a wet spring it has frequently to be extended. So many men being about, the keeper has to be about also: and then, when at last the gates are ee DAMAGE DONE BY CATTLE. 55 CATTLE IN THE COPSE. nailed up, the cattle turned out to grass in the adjacent fields often break in and gnaw the young ash-shoots. In this way a trespassing herd will throw back acres of wood for a whole year, and destroy valuable produce. Properly speaking, this should come under the attention of the bailiff or steward of the demesne ; but as the keeper and his men are so much more likely to discover the cattle first, they are expected to be on the watch. After spending so many years of his life among trees, it is natural that the keeper should feel a special interest, 56 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. almost an affection for them. A branch ruthlessly torn down, a piece of bark stripped from the trunk with fo possible object save destruction, a nail driven in—perhaps to break the teeth of the saw when at last the tree comes to be cut up into planks—these things annoy him almost as much as if the living wood were human and could feel. For this reason, he too, like the members of the hunt, cordially detests the use of wire for fencing, now becoming so frequent. It cuts into the trees, and checks their growth and spoils their symmetry, if it does not actually kill them. Sometimes the wire, which is stout and strong, is twisted right round the stem of a young oak, say a foot or more in diameter, which is thus made to play the part of a post. A firmer support could not be found ; but as the tree swells with the rising sap, and expands year by year, the iron girdle circling about it does not ‘give’ or yield to this slow motion. It bites into the bark, which in time DIAGRAM TO SHOW DAM- 2 AGE pone sy iron Urls over, and so actually buries the WIRE-FENCING. metal in the growing wood. Now this cannot but be injurious to the tree itself, and it is certainly unsightly. One wire is seldom thought enough. Two or three are stretched along, and each of these causes an ugly scar. If allowed to remain long enough, the young wood will DETESTABLE WIRE-FENCING. 57 y and harden about the wire, which then cannot be % wn ; and in consequence, when taken finally to the pit, some three or four feet of the very ‘butt’ and best of the trunk will be found useless. No sawyer will his implement—which requires some hours’ work to en—in wood which he suspects to contain concealed _ So that, besides the injury to the appearance of tree, there is a pecuniary loss. Even when the wires not twisted round, but merely rub against one side of bark, the same scars are caused there, though not to _an extent. Rough and strong as the bark seems 9 the touch, it speedily abrades under the constant pres- sure of the metal. The keeper thinks that all those owners of property ) take a pleasure in their trees should see to this and went it. There is nothing so detestable as this wire- ing in his idea. You cannot even sit upon it for rest, you can on the old-fashioned post and rails. The snient gaps which used to be found in every hedge the corner are blocked now with an ugly rusty iron x stretched across, awkward to get over or under ; jile as for a horseman getting by, you cannot pull it m as you could ‘draw’ a wooden rail, and if you try -uncoil it from the blackthorn stem to which it is tached, the jagged end is tolerably certain to scrape the from your fingers. The keeper looks upon this simply as another sign of 58 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. the idleness and dislike of taking trouble characteristic of the times. To set up a line of posts and rails requires some little skill; a man must know his business to stop a gap with a single rail or pole, fixing the ends firmly in among the underwood; even to fit thorn bushes in properly, so as to effectually bar the way, needs some judgment: but anybody can stretch a wire along and twist it round a tree. Hedge-carpentering was, in fact, a distinct business, followed by one or two men in every locality; but iron now supplants everything, and the hedges themselves are disappearing. When the hedgers and ditchers were put to work to cut a hedge—the turn of every hedge comes round once in so many years—they used to be instructed, if they came across a sapling oak, ash, or elm, to spare it, and cut away the bushes to give it full play. But now they chop and slash away without remorse, and the young forest-tree rising up with a promise of future beauty falls before the billhook. In time the full-grown oaks and elms of the hedgerow decay, or are felled; and in con- sequence of this careless destruction of the saplings there is nothing to fill their place. The charm of English meadows consisted in no small degree in the stately trees, whose shadows lengthened with the declining sun and gave such pleasant shelter from the heat. Soon, however, if the rising generation of trees is thus cut down, they must become bare, open, and unlovely. A ROTTEN ELM. 59 There is another mistake, often committed by owners mber, who go to the other extreme, and in their in- = admiration of trees refuse to permit the felling of a one. Now in the forest or the woodlands, away the. park or pleasure-grounds, the old hollow trees e things of beauty, and to cut them down for firewood eems an act of vandalism. But it is quite another thing ' h an avenue or those groups which dot the surface of a par <. Here, if a tree falls and there is no other to take ts place, a gap is the result, which cannot be filled up, pe aps, under fifty or sixty years. Let any one stroll along beneath a stately avenue of aim or beech, such as are not difficult to find in rural districts, and are the pride and boast—and justly so— of this country, and, examining the trees with critical eye, at will he see? Three or four elms, I will say, are sd, and are evidently sound ; but the fifth—a careless bs might go by it without remarking anything un- usu — is really rotten to the centre. At the foot of the quge trunk, and growing out of it, is a bunch of sickly- : ng fungi. Thrust your walking-stick sharply against : black wood there and it penetrates easily, and with little pushing goes in a surprising distance; the tree undermined with rottenness. This decay really ; up the trunk perpendicularly: look, there are signs it above at the knot-hole, thirty feet high, where more ngus is flourishing, as it always does in dead damp 60 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. wood. The rain soaks in there, and filtrates slowly down the trunk, whose very heart as it were is eaten away, while outside all is fair enough. Presently there arises a mighty wind, the tree snaps clean off twenty feet above the ground, and the upper part falls, a ponderous ruin, carrying with it one of the finest boughs of its nearest companion, and destroying its symmetry also. When examined, it appears that the trunk is totally useless as timber: this noble-seeming elm is fit for nothing but fuel. Or, perhaps, if there be water meadows on the estate, the farmers may be glad of it to act as a huge pipe to convey the fertilising stream across a ditch, or over a brook lying at a lower level. For this purpose, of course, the rotten part is scooped out: often the trunk is sawn down the middle, so as to make a double length. But what a gap it has left in the great avenue! Ina minute the growth of a century gone, the delight of generations swept away, and no living man, hardly the heir in his cradle, can hope to see that unsightly gap filled up. The keeper does not hesitate to say that of the great trees in the avenues numbers stand in constant danger of such overthrow ; and so it is that by slow degrees so many of the kings of the forest have disappeared without leaving successors. No care is taken to plant fresh saplings, no care is taken to select and remove the trees which have passed the meridian of their existence, and the final result a er ene selena aa MUSHROOMS. 61 extinction of the avenue or group. Perhaps the of the times is to blame for this neglect : men look the day and live fast. There is a sense of un- ity in the atmosphere of the age: no one can be sure the acorns he plants will be permitted to reach their | the hoofs of the ‘iron horse’ may trample them 1 as fresh populations grow. So the avenues die out, the keeper mourns to think that in the days to come place will be vacant. Suddenly he pauses in his walk, stoops, and points out > in the grass the white, smooth, round knob-like tops f several young mushrooms which are pushing their way ip. He carefully covers these with some pieces of dead and desiccated dung, so that none of ‘them lurching $ as comes round shan’t see ’em’—with a wink at lis Own cunning—so as to preserve them till they have OV larger. He advises me never to partake of mush- rooms unless certain that they have not grown under oak re es: he will have it that even the true edible mushroom ; hu ‘ful if it springs beneath the shadow of the oak. id he is not singular in this belief. Ms ~ Chatting about trees, he points out one or two oaks, not at all rotten, but split half-way up the trunk—the sit is perfectly visible—yet they have not been struck by atning ; and he cannot explain it. Looking back upon ‘wood as we leave it with intense pride in his trees, he 3 me a rough version of the old story: how a knight 62 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. of ancient days, who had done the king some great service was rewarded with a broad tract of land which he was to hold for three crops. He sowed acorns, and thus secured himself and descendants a tenure of almost 3000 years, at least, according to Dryden :— The monarch oak, the patriarch of trees, Shoots, rising up, and spreads by slow degrees ; Three centuries he grows, and three he stays Supreme in state, and in three more decays. The keeper wishes he had such an opportunity, The knight, in his idea, reached the acme of wisdom with his three crops of nearly a thousand years each. His own kingdom may be said to begin with the park, and the land ‘in demesne,’ to quote the quaint language of 4 the Domesday Book: a record not without its value as an outline picture of English scenery eight centuries ago ; telling us that near this village was a wood, near that a stretch of meadow and a mill, here again arable land and corn waving in the breeze, and everywhere the park and domain of the feudal lords. The beauty of the park con- sists in its ‘breadth’ as an artist would say—the meadows with their green frames of hedges are cabinet pictures, lovely, but small; this is life size, a broad cartoon from the hand of Nature. The sward rises and rolls along in un- dulations like the slow heave of an ocean wave. Besides the elms there is a noble avenue of limes, and great oaks THE PARK. 63 scattered here and there, under whose ample shade the ‘cattle repose in the heat of the day. THE PARK. In summer from out the leafy chambers of the limes there falls the pleasant sound of bees innumerable, the voice of whose trembling wings lulls the listening ear as the drowsy sunshine weighs the eyelid till I walk the avenue in a dream. It leads out into the park—no formal gravel drive, simply a footpath on the sward between the flowering trees: a path that becomes less and less marked as I advance, and finally fades away, where the limes cease, in the broad level of the opening ‘greeny field.’ These 64 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. honey-bees seem to fly higher and to exhibit much more activity than the great humble-bee: here in the limes they must be thirty feet above the ground. Wasps also fre- quently wing their way at a considerable elevation, and thus it is that the hive-bee and the wasp so commonly enter the upper windows of houses. When its load of honey is completed, the bee, too, returns home in a nearly straight line, high enough in the air to pass over hedges and such obstacles without the labour of rising up and sinking again. The heavy humble-bee is generally seen close to the earth, and often goes down into the depths of the dry ditches, and may there be heard buzzing slowly along under the arch of brier and bramble. He seems to lose his way now and then in the tangled undergrowth of the woods ; and if a footstep disturbs and alarms him it is amusing to see his desperate efforts to free himself hastily from the interlacing grass-blades and ferns, When the sap is rising, the bark of the smaller shoots of the lime-tree ‘slips’ easily—ze. it can be peeled in hollow cylinders if judiciously tapped and loosened by gentle blows from the back of a knife. The ploughboys know this, and make whistles out of such branches, as they do also from the willow, and even the sycamore in the season when the sap comes up in its floodtide. It is difficult to decide at what time of the year the park is in its glory. The may-flower on the great haw- (ae at Bo, Ape SRO BATTLE-FIELD IN THE PARK. 65 trees in spring may perhaps claim the pre-eminence, > the soft breeze with exquisite odour. - These here trees, not bushes, standing separate, with thick gnarled s so polished by the constant rubbing of cattle as st to shine like varnish. The may-bloom, pure white its full splendour, takes a dull reddish tinge as it fades, on a sudden shake will bring it down in showers. A ing tree, I fancy, looks best when apart and not one arow. In the latter case you can only see two sides [not all round it. Here tall horse-chestnut trees stand one great silvery candelabrum of blossom. Wood- sons appear to have a liking for this tree. Nor must | humble crab-tree be forgotten ; a crab-tree in bloom Sz lovely sight. a The idea of a park is associated with peace and leas ure, yet even here there is one spot where the passions men have left their mark. As previously hinted, the aekeeper, like most persons with little book-learning who take their impressions from nature, is somewhat | erstitious, and regards this place as ‘ unkid ’—2ze, weird, unc: nny. One particular green ‘drive’ into the wood OJ ening on the park had always been believed to be a art of a military track used many ages ago, but long ploughed up for the greater part of its length, and - preserved here by the accident of passing through a | At last some labourers grubbing trees near the th of the drive came upon a number of human F 66 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. skeletons, close beneath the surface, and in their confused arrangement presenting every sign of hasty interment, as if after battle. Since then the keeper avoids the spot ; nor will he, hardy as he is, go near it at night; not even in the summer moonlight, when the night is merely a prolongation of the day. | There is nothing unusual in such a discovery: skele- tons are found in all manner of places. I recollect seeing _ one dug out from the bank of a brook within two feet of the stream. The place was perhaps in the olden time covered with forest (traces of forest are to be found every- where, as in. the names of hamlets), and therefore more concealed than at present. Or, possibly, the stream, in the slow passage of centuries, may have worn its way far from its original bed. It is strange to think of, yet it is true enough, that, beautiful as the country is, with its green meadows and graceful trees, its streams and forests and peaceful home- steads, it would be difficult to find an acre of ground that has not been stained with blood. A melancholy reflection this, that carries the mind backwards, while the thrush sings on the bough, through the nameless skirmishes of the Civil War, the cruel assassinations of the rival Roses, down to the axes of the Saxons and the ghastly wounds _ they made. Everywhere under the flowers are the dead. Not this park in particular, but others as well. form pages of history. The keeper, in fact, can claim an (ey f el ee en ee ad HAUNTS OF BIRDS. 67 tt origin for his office, dating back to the forester a ‘mark’ a year and a suit of green as his wages, ‘numbering in his predecessors Joscelin, the typical ) - in Scott’s novel of ‘ Woodstock, who aided the ye of King Charles. Ever since the days of the an king who loved the tall deer as if he were their —in the words of his contemporary—and set store hares that they too should go free, the keeper has ceased out of the land. There are always more small birds at the edge or just de a wood than inside it; so that after leaving a dow with blackbird, thrush, and finches merry in the s, the wood seems quite silent and deserted save by robin. This is speaking of the smaller birds, great missel-thrush especially delights in the open > of the park dotted with groups of trees. The el-thrush is a lonely bird, and somehow seems like le w—as if, though not precisely dangerous, he was ed upon with suspicion by the other birds, which will frequently quit a bush or tree directly he alights upon it. Yet he builds near houses, and year after year in the same p I knew a large yew-tree which stood almost in ont and within a few yards of a sitting-room window in h the missel-thrush had regularly built its nest for ye successive years. These birds are singularly bold efence of the nest, flying round and chattering at se who would disturb it. 68 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME, In the ha-ha wall of the park, which is made of loose stones or without mortar, the tomtit, or titmouse, has his nest. He creeps in between the stones, following the crannies for a surprising distance. Near here the part- ridges roost on the ground; they like an open space far from hedges, afraid, perhaps, of weasels and rats. On the other side, where the wood comes up, if you watch quietly, the pheasants step in lordly pride out into the grass; so that there is no place without its especial class of life. Perhaps, with the exception of our parks and hills, there is scarcely any portion of southern England now where a grand charge of cavalry could take place—scarcely any open champaign country fit for operations of that kind with horse. In the Civil War even, how constantly we read of ‘lining the hedge with match, and now with en- closures everywhere the difficulty would apparently be great, despite good roads. Park-fed beef is thought by many to be superior, because the cattle run free—almost wild—the entire year through, winter and summer, and have nothing but their natural food, grass and hay: in strong contrast with the bullocks shut up in stalls and forced forward with artificial food. A great number of parks have been curtailed in size as land became more valuable—the best ground being selected and hedged off for purely agricultural purposes ; so that it not uncommonly happens that the actual park is the poorest soil in the district, having for that reason re- SN, lt NE RT, nO le aN a Ms WAYS OF THE FLOWERS. 69. state of the country. So that when agitators of unistic views lay stress upon the waste of land used asure purposes they frequently declaim in utter ce of the facts, which are in exact opposition to theories. ; ike animals and birds, plants have their favourite 3: violets love a bank with a southern aspect, especi- if there be a hedge at the back for further shelter. sre you have by chance lighted upon a wild flower once may generally reckon upon finding it again next year ich as the white variety of the bluebell or wild inth, for which, unless you mark the place, you may in vain amid the crowded blue bloom of the com- ‘sort. The orchis, with its purple flower and dark 1 spotted leaf, in the virtue of whose roots as a love- the old people still believe, the strange-looking rs tongue, the modest wild strawberry, with its tiny piquant-flavoured fruit, all have their special resorts. n the cowslips have their ways: by brooks sometimes : ger variety grows ; nor is there a sweeter flower than delicate yellow with small velvety brown spots, like °5 on beauty’s cheek. In autumn, when the leaves turn colour, the groups of 3 in the park are more effective in an artistic point of ‘than those in the woods (unless overlooked from a close by, when it is like glancing along a roof of gold), R | THE GAMEKEEPER AT because they stand out clear, and are not cc in the general glow. But it is evening n - yonder the fox steals out from the cover, 5 down into the meadows, where he will foll along their course, mousing as he goes. - A CLIFF. or CHAPTER IV. Dominions :—the Woors—fMeadows—and Water. RE is a part of the wood where the bushes grow but and the ashstoles are scattered at some distance each other. It is on a steep slope—almost cliff— the white chalk comes to the surface. On the edge re rise tall beech trees with smooth round trunks, se roots push and project through the wall of chalk, bend downwards, sometimes dislodging lumps of le to roll headlong among the bushes below. A few firs cling half-way up, and a tangled mass of brier bramble climbs nearly to them, with many a stout i flourishing vigorously. | _ To get up this cliff is a work of some little difficulty : done by planting the foot on the ledges of rubble, or ¢ holes which the rabbits have made, holding tight to : which curl and twist in fantastic shapes, or to the dbine hanging in festoons from branch to branch. ‘rubble under foot crumbles and slips, the roots tear bodily from the thin soil, the branches bend, and the ‘gives, and the wayfarer may piece descend 72 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. much more rapidly than he desires, Not that serious con- sequences would ensue from a roll down forty feet of slope; but the bed of brier and bramble at the bottom is not so soft as it might be. The rabbits seem quite at home upon the steepest spot ; they may be found upon much higher and more precipitous chalk cliffs than this, darting from point to point with ease, . Once at the summit under the beeches, and there a comfortable seat may be found upon the moss. The wood stretches away beneath for more than a mile in breadth, and beyond it winds the narrow mere glittering in the rays of the early spring sunshine. ‘The bloom is on the blackthorn, but not yet on the may; the hedges are but just awakening from their long winter sleep, and the trees have hardly put forth a sign, But the rooks are busily engaged in the trees of the park, and away yonder at the distant colony in the elms of the meadows. The wood is restless with life: every minute a pigeon rises, clattering his wings, and after him another; and so there is a constant fluttering and motion above the ash- poles. The number of wood-pigeons breeding here must be immense. Later on, if you walk among the ash, you may find a nest every half-dozen yards. It is formed of a few twigs making a slender platform, on which the glossy white egg is laid, and where the bird will sit till you literally thrust her off her nest with your walking- stick, Such slender platforms, if built in the hedgerow, so 3 276 ff ae &) rhe Ms: i msiifo a 5 sar <- ee ag ie ee he Sones Yn a pl as a 2a WOOD-PIGEONS. 73 soon as-the breeze comes would assuredly be dashed to pieces; but here the wind only touches the tops of the poles, and causes them to sway gently with a rattling noise, and the frail nest is not injured. When the pigeon WOOD-PIGEON, or dove builds in the more exposed hedgerows the nest is stronger, and more twigs seem to be used, so that it is heavier. Boys steal these eggs by scores, yet it makes no difference apparently to the endless numbers of these birds, who fill the wood with their peculiar hoarse notes, 74 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. which some country people say resemble the words, ‘ Take two cows, Taffy. The same good folk will have it that when the weather threatens rain the pigeon’s note changes to ‘ Joe’s toe bleeds, Betty... The boys who steal the eggs have to swarm up the ashpoles for the purpose, and in so doing often stain their clothes with red marks. Upon the bark of the ash are innumerable little ex- crescences which when rubbed exude a small quantity of red juice. ‘The keeper detests this bird’s-nesting; not that he . cares much about the pigeons, but because his pheasants are frequently disturbed just at the season when he wishes them to enjoy perfect quiet. It is easy to tell from this post of vantage if any one be passing through the section of the wood within view, though they may be hidden by the boughs. The blackbirds utter a loud cry and scatter ; the pigeons rise and wheel about; a pheasant gets up with a scream audible for a long distance, and goes with swift flight skimming away just above the ashpoles ; a pair of jays jabber round the summit of a tall fir tree, and thus the intruder’s course is made known. But the wind, though light, is still too cold and chilly as it. sweeps between the beech trunks to remain at this elevation ; it is warmer below in the wood. At the foot of the cliff a natural hollow has been further scooped out by labour of man, and shaped into a small cave, large enough for three or four to sit in. It is ee OUTSIDE THE WOOD. 75 supported by strong wooden pillars, and at the mouth it of slabs, thickly covered by furze-faggots, has been structed, with a door, and with roof thatched with Is from the lake. A rude bench runs round three $; against the fourth some digging tools recline— tre ng ‘spades and grub-axes for rooting out a lost ferret, ft here temporarily for convenience. The place, rough ; it is, gives shelter, and, throwing the door open, there a vista among the ashpoles and the hazel bushes over- ed with great fir trees and more distant oaks. In 2 later spring this is a lovely spot, the ground all tinted the shimmering colour of the bluebells, and the musical with the voice of the nightingale. _ Outside the wood, where the downland begins to rise ually, there stretches a broad expanse of furze growing iriantly on the thin barren soil, and a mile or more in It has a beauty of its own when in full yellow som—a yellow sea of flower, scenting the air with an st overpowering odour as of a coarser pineapple, and yyme. It has another beauty later on when the thick \ ergrowth of heath is in bloom, and a pale purple De spreads around. Here rabbits breed and sport, and res hide, and the curious furze-chats fly to and fro; d lastly, but not leastly, my lord Reynard the Fox yes to take his ease, till he finally meets his fate in the of clamouring hounds, or is assassinated with the 76 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. aid of ‘villanous saltpetre. He is not easily shot, and will stand a charge fired broadside at a short distance without the slightest injury or apparent notice, beyond a slight quickening of his pace. His thick fur and tough skin turn the pellets. Even when mortally wounded, life will linger for hours. The ordinary idea of the fox is that of a flying frightened creature tearing away for bare existence ; he is really a bold and desperate animal. The keeper will tell you that once, when for some purpose he was walking up a deep dry ditch, his spaniel and retriever suddenly ‘chopped’ a fox, and got him at bay in a corner, when he turned, and in an instant laid the spaniel helpless and dying, and severely handled the retriever. Seeing his dogs so injured and the fox as it were under his feet, the keeper imprudently attempted to seize him, but could not retain his hold, and got the sharp white teeth clean through his hand. Though but once actually bitten, he recollects being snapped at viciously by another fox, whom he found in broad daylight asleep in the hollow of a double mound, with scarcely any shelter, and within sixty yards of a house. Reynard was curled upon the ivy which in the hedges trails along the ground. The keeper crawled up on the bank and stopped, admiring the symmetry of the creature, when, purposely breaking a twig, the fox was up in a second, and snarled and snapped at his face, then 4 A FOX’S BED. 77 d into the ditch and away. The fox is, in fact, as remarkable for boldness as for cunning. Last mer I met a fine fox on the turnpike road and close tollgate, in the middle of the day. He came at full J with a young rabbit in his jaws, evidently but just ied, and did not perceive that he was observed till twenty yards, when, with a single bound he cleared sward beside the road, alighting with a crash in the 2s, carrying his prey with him. _ Hares will sometimes, in like manner, come as it were meet people on country roads. Is it that the eyes, > placed towards the side of the head, do not so ily catch sight of dangers in front as on the flanks, ially when the animal is absorbed in its purpose? 2s are peculiarly fond of limping at dusk along lonely S. Foxes, when they roam from the woods into the dow-land, prefer to sleep during the day in those osier | ‘which are found in the narrow corners formed by meanderings of the brooks. Between the willow- ds there shoots up a thick undergrowth of sedges, g coarse grass, and reeds; and in these the fox makes bed, turning round and round till he has smoothed a e and trampled down the grass; then reclining, well tered from the wind. A dog will turn round and d in the same way before he lies down on the 78 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. These reeds sometimes grow to a great height, as much as ten or twelve feet. Along the Thames they are used, bound in bundles, to pitch the barges; when the hull has been roughly coated with pitch, one end of the bundle of reeds (thickest end preferred) is set on fire and passed over it to make it melt and run into the chinks. So, mayhap, the Saxon and Danish rovers may have used them to pitch the bottoms of their ‘ceols’ when worn from constantly grounding on the shallows and eyots. Here in the furze too is the haunt of the badger. This animal becomes rarer year after year—the disuse of the great rabbit-warrens being one cause; still he lingers, and may be traced in the rabbit ‘buries’ where he en- larges a hole for his habitation, sleeps during the day, and comes forth in the gloaming. In summer he digs up the wasps’ nests, not, as has been supposed, for the honey, but for the white larvae they contain: the wasp secretes no honey at all, and her nest is simply a series of cells in which the grubs mature. Some credit the fox with a fondness for the same food ;.and even the hornet’s nest is said to be similarly ravaged. It is the nest of the humble-bee which the badger roots up for the honey. The humble-bee uses a tiny hole in a dry bank, some- times a crack made by the heat in the earth, and really deposits true honey in the comb. It is very sweet, like that of the hive bee, but a little darker in colour and much less in quantity. The haymakers search for these he pote ies, eae | we! eM: A ee eee ee THE BADGER’S HOLE. 79 A BADGER AT HIS FRONT DOOR, nests along the hedgerows in their dinner-hour, and eat the honey. There seem to be several sub-species of humble-bee, differing in size and habit. One has its nest as deep as possible in a hole; another makes a nest with Scarcely any protection beyond the thick moss of the bank, almost on the surface of the ground. The badger’s hole has before it a huge quantity of sand, which he has thrown out, and upon which the imprint of his foot will be found, a mark, perhaps more like the spoor of the 80 THE GAMEKEEPER AT HOME. large game of tropical forests than that left by any other English animal. When seen it can ever afterwards be instantly identified by the most careless observer, In the meadows lower down, bounding the wood, the hay is gone or is piled in summer ricks, which lean one one way and another the other, and upon whose roofs, sloping at an obtuse angle, the green snakes lie coiled in the sunshine, Often when the waggon comes, and the little rick is loaded, the ‘ pitch’ of hay on the prong as it is flung up carries with it a snake whirling in the air. He falls on the sward and is instantly pounced upon by the farmer’s dog, who worries him, seizes him by the middle and shakes him, while the snake twists and hisses in vain. Some dogs will not touch snakes, others seem to enjoy destroying them ; but it is noticeable that a dog which previously has passed or avoided snakes, if once he kills one, never passes another without slaughtering it. A slime from the snake’s skin froths over the dog’s jaws, and the sight is very unpleasant. I have often tried to discover how the snakes get upon these summer ricks. Solomon could not understand the ‘way of a serpent upon the rock,’ and the way of a common snake up the summer rick seems almost as inexplicable. Though the roof or ‘top’ is often very much out of the proper conical shape, and sometimes sinks down nearly to a level, the sides for a height of three or four feet are generally perpendicular, affording no a Le e 2 laments ~ Pt ORE nae eed |<) ee od _ REPTILES ON SUMMER RICKS. 81 on of any kind whatever ; hay is slippery, and the _of course, too large for the snake to encircle it. re they are commonly found, to the intense alarm ‘labouring women, who never can get over their i