Fox in Pants

The fox runs best in what are called "The Shires"--Leicestershire, Rutlandshire and Northamptonshire, where gently rolling hills make it easy to stay with the hounds and the humid air makes for good scent. One of the noblest of the Shires' hunts is the ancient Quorn. Its pack is descended from the third Baron Arundell's 17th Century foxhounds. Its M. F. H. is a deep-dyed foxhunting man, Sir Harold Stansmore Nutting, late captain of the 17th Lancers and elder brother of the board chairman of Cantrell & Cochrane (ginger ale and soda water). Its subscribers are the heavy cream of the hunting gentry.

The Quorn was due to meet in Leicestershire's Loughborough last week on Boxing Day when a spasm of horror racked Sir Harold and his subscribers. Word slipped out that a crass and venal Loughborough manufacturer proposed a novel stunt to advertise his pants and shirts. As the Quorn met he would release a fox dressed in shirt and pants.

Sir Harold is acquainted with the uses of advertising, but at last week's news he flushed pink as his coat. "If this revolting and ridiculous spectacle takes place." he roared, "we shall never again meet in Loughborough!"

Hastily the Mayor persuaded the manufacturer to forget his revolting idea. On Boxing Day the Quorn as usual chased a shirtless, pantless fox.

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