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topped it, a fine buck leaped up from a hol- 
low a hundred yards off, and turned to look 
at us fora moment. All the dogs were in- 
stantly spinning toward him down the grassy 
slope. He apparently saw those at the right, 
and, turning, raced away from us in a diag- 
onal line, so that the left-hand greyhound, 
which ran cunningly and tried to cut him off, 
was very soon almost alongside. He saw 
her, however,—she was a very fast bitch,— 
just in time, and, wheeling, altered his 
eourse to the right, As he reached the edge 
of the prairie, this alteration nearly brought 
him in contact with the crossbred, which 
had obtained a rather poor start, on the ex- 
treme right of the line. Around went the 
buck again, evidently panic-struck and puz- 
zled to the last degree, and started straight 
off across the prairie, the dogs literally at his 
heels, and we, urging our horses with whip 
and spur, but a couple of hundred yards be- 
hind. For half a mile the pace was tremen- 
dous, when one of the greyhounds made a 
spring at his ear, but, failing to make good 
his hold, was thrown off. However, it halted 
the buck for a moment, and made him turn 
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