5.
Fox-hunting with Lord Fairfax and his brother and Colonel Fairfax.
Started a fox and lost it.

Dined at Belvoir and returned in the evening."[1] [Footnote 1: MS.

Diaries in State Department.] So the entries run on, for he hunted almost every day in the season, usually with success, but always with persistence.

Like all true sportsmen Washington had a horror of illicit sport of any kind, and although he shot comparatively little, he was much annoyed by a vagabond who lurked in the creeks and inlets on his estate, and slaughtered his canvas-back ducks.

Hearing the report of a gun one morning, he rode through the bushes and saw his poaching friend just shoving off in a canoe.