Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II. "A BOBBERY PACK." In the last chapter I endeavoured to give an account of a memorable run with the Peshawar Vale honuds, and in so doing was dealing with the genuine article, where everything was orthodox and carried out to the letter of hunting law. But as it is not, or was not, in everybody's power to be within hail of that sporting pack, and some sort of hunting having been from time immemorial necessary for human nature, other methods of pursuing the wily jackal and obtaining a gallop had to be devised. The solution of the problem was found in the establishment of what was known as a "bobbery pack," and as the transition from the sublime to the ridiculous is comparatively easy, I make it the subject of this sketch. At the time of which I am writing, " bobbery packs " were pretty plentiful in India, and most up-country stations had them more or less. Where I happened to be, we had one in the major degree, and it fell to my lot, in connection with Howard of the Hussars, to organize and hunt the same. I remember we had souls far above the system of " Trencher feeding," which, as every one knows, means each member of the hunt keeping one or two dogs and bringing them to the meet. No; we considered it quite beneath our notice; so, as mud was cheap, and labour plentiful, we built kennels for thecomfort and housing of the pack, and kept a regular staff of attendant " mehters " to wait on them. I cannot, with any degree of truth, say that our pack was a particularly level lot, or, indeed, handsome, but it was generally admitted that, " though rum 'uns to look at, they were beggars to go," and, considering the amount of trouble we took over them, it would have been hard lines if they did not do something to earn their soup. We had two couple of old hounds, which...