ButatlastJorrocksisthere，andthehoundstrotofftocover。
　　Sodullhasbeeneverythingonthismorningthateventhatissomething，andmenbegintomakethemselveshappierinthewarmthofthemovement。Thehoundsgointocovert，andaperiodofexcitementiscommenced。Ourfriendwholikeshuntingremarkstohisneighbourthatthegroundisrideable。Hisneighbourwhodoesn'tlikeitquitesowellsaysthathedoesn'tknow。Theyremainstandingclosetogetheronaforestridefortwentyminutes，butconversationdoesn'tgobeyondthat。Themanwhodoesn'tlikeithaslitacigar，butthemanwhodoeslikeitneverlightsacigarwhenhoundsaredrawing。
　　Andnowthewelcomemusicisheard，andafoxhasbeenfound。Mr。
　　Jorrocks，galloppingalongtheridewithmanyoaths，imploresthosearoundhimtoholdtheirtonguesandremainquiet。Whyheshouldtroublehimselftodothis，asheknowsthatnoonewillobeyhisorders，itisdifficulttosurmise。Orwhymenshouldstandstillinthemiddleofalargewoodwhentheyexpectafoxtobreak，becauseMr。Jorrocksswearsatthem，isalsonottobeunderstood。OurfriendpaysnoattentiontoMr。Jorrocks，butmakesfortheendoftheride，goingwithearserect，andlisteningtothedistanthoundsastheyturnupontheturningfox。Astheyturn，hereturns;and，splashingthroughthemudofthenowsoftenedground，throughnarrowtracks，withtheboughsinhisface，listeningalways，nowhoping，nowdespairing，speakingtonoone，butfollowingandfollowed，hemakeshiswaybackwardsandforwardsthroughthewood，tillatlast，wearywithwishingandworking，herestshimselfinsomeopenspot，andbeginstoeathisluncheon。Itisnowpasttwo，anditwouldpuzzlehimtosaywhatpleasurehehasasyethadoutofhisday'samusement。
　　Butnow，whiletheflaskisyetathismouth，hehearsfromsomedistantcornerasoundthattellshimthatthefoxisaway。Heoughttohavepersevered，andthenhewouldhavebeennearthem。
　　Asitis，allthatlabourofridinghasbeeninvain，andhehasbeforehimthedoubletaskoffindingthelineofthehoundsandofcatchingthemwhenhehasfoundit。Hehasacrowdofmenaroundhim;butheknowsenoughofhuntingtobeawarethatthemenwhoarewrongatsuchmomentsarealwaysmorenumerousthantheywhoareright。Hehastochooseforhimself，andchoosesquickly，dashingdownaridetotheright，whileahostofthosewhoknowthatheisoneofthemwholikeit，followcloselyathisheels，tooclosely，ashefindsatthefirstfenceoutofthewoods，whenoneofhisyoungadmirersalmostjumpsonthetopofhim。"Doyouwanttogetintomypocket，sir？"hesays，angrily。Theyoungadmirerissnubbed，and，turningaway，attemptstomakealineforhimself。
　　Butthoughhehasbeenfollowed，hehasgreatdoubtastohisowncourse。Tohesitateistobelost，sohegoeson，onrapidly，lookingasheclearseveryfenceforthespotatwhichheistoclearthenext;butheisbynomeanscertainofhiscourse。
　　Thoughhehasadmirersathisheelswhocredithimimplicitly，hismindisrackedbyanagonyofignorance。Hehasgotbadlyaway，andthehoundsarerunningwell，anditisgoingtobeagoodthing;andhewillnotseeit。Hehasnotbeeninforanythinggoodthisyear，andnowthisishisluck！Hiseyetravelsroundoverthehorizonasheisgallopping，andthoughheseesmenhereandthere，hecancatchnosignofahound;norcanhecatchtheformofanymanwhowouldprobablybewiththem。Butheperseveres，choosinghispointsashegoes，tillthetailofhisfollowersbecomesthinnerandthinner。Hecomesoutuponaroad，andmakesthepaceasgoodashecanalongthesoftedgeofit。Hesniffsatthewind，knowingthatthefox，goingatsuchapaceasthis，mustrunwithit。Hetellshimselffromoutwardsignswhereheis，anduseshisdeadknowledgetodirecthim。Hescornstoaskaquestionashepassescountrymeninhiscourse，buthewouldgivefiveguineastoknowexactlywherethehoundsareatthatmoment。Hehasbeenatitnowfortyminutes，andisindespair。Hisgallantnagrollsalittleunderhim，andheknowsthathehasbeengoingtoofast。Andforwhat;forwhat？
　　Whatgoodhasitalldonehim？Whatgoodwillitdohim，thoughheshouldkillthebeast？Hecursesbetweenhisteeth，andeverythingisvanityandvexationofspirit。
　　"They'vejustrunintohimatBoxallSprings，Mr。Jones，"saysafarmerwhomhepassesontheroad。BoxallSpringsisonlyaquarterofamilebeforehim，buthewondershowthefarmerhascometoknowallaboutit。ButonreachingBoxallSpringshefindsthatthefarmerwasright，andthatTomisalreadybreakingupthefox。"Verygoodthing，Mr。Jones，"saysthesquireingoodhumour。Ourfriendmutterssomethingbetweenhisteethandridesawayindudgeonfromthetriumphantmaster。Onhisroadhomehehearsallaboutitfromeverybody。Itseemstohimthathealoneofallthosewhoareanybodyhasmissedtherun，therunoftheseason！"Andkilledhimintheopenasyoumaysay，"saysSmith，whohasalreadytwiceboastedinJones'shearingthathehadseeneveryturnthehoundshadmade。"Itwasn'tintheopen，"saysJones，reducedinhisangertodiminishasfarasmaybethetriumphofhisrival。
　　Suchisthefate，thetoofrequentfateofthemanwhohuntsanddoeslikeit。
　　THELADYWHORIDESTOHOUNDS。
　　Amongthosewhohunttherearetwoclassesofhuntingpeoplewhoalwayslikeit，andthesepeoplearehuntingparsonsandhuntingladies。Thatitshouldbesoisnaturalenough。Inthelifeandhabitsofparsonsandladiesthereismuchthatisantagonistictohunting，andtheywhosuppressthisantagonismdosobecausetheyareNimrodsatheart。Buttheridingofthesehorsemenunderdifficulties，horsemenandhorsewomen，leavesastrongimpressiononthecasualobserverofhunting;fortosuchanoneitseemsthatthehardestridingisforthcomingexactlywherenohardridingshouldbeexpected。OnthepresentoccasionIwill，ifyouplease，confinemyselftotheladywhoridestohounds，andwillbeginwithanassertion，whichwillnotbecontradicted，thatthenumberofsuchladiesisverymuchontheincrease。
　　Womenwhoride，asarule，ridebetterthanmen。They，thewomen，havealwaysbeeninstructed;whereasmenhaveusuallycometoridewithoutanyinstruction。Theyareputuponponieswhentheyareallboys，andputthemselvesupontheirfathers'horsesastheybecomehobbledehoys:andthustheyobtainthepowerofstickingontotheanimalwhilehegallopsandjumps，andevenwhilehekicksandshies;and，soprogressing，theyachieveanamountofhorsemanshipwhichanswersthepurposesoflife。Buttheydonotacquiretheartofridingwithexactness，aswomendo，andrarelyhavesuchhandsasawomanhasonahorse'smouth。
　　Theconsequenceofthisisthatwomenfalllessoftenthanmen，andthefieldisnotoftenthrownintothehorrorwhichwouldarisewerealadyknowntobeinaditchwithahorselyingonher。
　　IownthatIliketoseethreeorfourladiesoutinafield，andIlikeitthebetterifIamhappyenoughtocountoneormoreofthemamongmyownacquaintances。Theirpresencetendstotakeofffromhuntingthatcharacterofhorseyness，ofbothfasthorseynessandslowhorseyness，whichhasbecome，notunnaturally，attachedtoit，andtobringitwithinthecategoryofgentlesports。Thereusedtoprevailanideathatthehuntingmanwasofnecessityloudandrough，giventostrongdrinks，illadaptedforthepoetriesoflife，andperhapsalittlepronetomakemoneyoutofhissofterfriend。Itmaynowbesaidthatthisideaisgoingoutofvogue，andthathuntingmenaresupposedtohavethatsamefeelingwithregardtotheirhorses，thesameandnomore，whichladieshavefortheircarriageorsoldiersfortheirswords。Horsesarevaluedsimplyfortheservicesthattheycanrender，andareonlyvaluedhighlywhentheyareknowntobegoodservants。Thatamanmayhuntwithoutdrinkingorswearing，andmaypossessanagortwowithoutanypropensitytosellitorthemfordoubletheirvalue，isnowbeginningtobeunderstood。
　　Theoftenerthatwomenaretobeseen"out，"themorewillsuchimprovedfeelingsprevailastohunting，andthepleasanterwillbethefieldtomenwhoarenothorsey，butwhomayneverthelessbegoodhorsemen。
　　Therearetwoclassesofwomenwhoridetohounds，or，rather，amongmanypossibleclassifications，therearetwotowhichI
　　willnowcallattention。Thereistheladywhorides，anddemandsassistance;andthereistheladywhorides，anddemandsnone。
　　Eachalways，Imaysayalways，receivesalltheassistancethatshemayrequire;butthedifferencebetweenthetwo，tothemenwhoridewiththem，isverygreat。Itwill，ofcourse，beunderstoodthat，astoboththesesamplesoffemaleNimrods，I
　　speakofladieswhoreallyride，notofthosewhogracethecovertswith，anddisappearundertheauspicesof，theirpapasortheirgroomswhentheworkbegins。