With no ceremony, no sentiment, this small novel -- almost a memoir in tone-- pictorializes one of the immutables of English country life-- the foxes on the fells or rocky screes and the men and their hounds who hunt them in the challenge of the wild chase. Here, in the anonymous village of Hortonmere, are the farmers with the dogs they have bred and bet on; such as Jasper, a craggy old man, with Skim, his one-eyed terrier, and Stalker, his one-eared tomcat. Men such as this ""tramp tirelessly"" over the slopes and through the bracken, at night speculate and reminisce at the pub. Then there's the indomitable vixen with her cubs in a briar brake, and all the other wild ones-- otters, badgers, weasels, fowl, part of a harsh landscape and engaged in a timeless conflict... More than just a View Halloa to the sporting man, this is an authentic, commemorative view of an untamed, unchanged natural world.