186 WILD SPORTS IN THE SOUTH. 



" On ahead ; we've seen him twice." 



I heard the Doctor's voice from the other side of the 

 island, and the quick repeated report of his double-bar- 

 rel. Then a shot on our left. 



"That's Lou again; push down to the beach there, 

 will you ?" 



I came through the young willows that shut out the 

 view, when I saw Lou gesticulating and pointing ahead, 

 at the same tune she was loading. I tried to see what it 

 was, but could not, on account of the intervening bushes. 

 She hurriedly rammed down the wad of shot with which 

 she was provided, sowed up in muslin, and taking aim, 

 fired again. . 



"A wolf! look out he is turning in the bushes." 



I ran back just in tune to see the animal attempting to 

 sneak back, when, seeing me, he turned ahead, and ran 

 on so quickly I could not shoot, though I saw by his 

 track he was wounded. 



At the place we had now reached, the island was not 

 more than a third of a mile in width. The trees had 

 ceased to grow, and only a few copses of willow were 

 found in the hollow between the ridges, and the tall grass 

 that lined the pond. We could see the negroes away 

 hither and thither, chasing the swamp raccoons that 

 seemed to overrun the island, and striking at the hares 

 that dodged hither and thither, and, escaping the men, 

 were sure to run directly in the mouths of the dogs. 



Ahead of us we could see the deer coursing over the 

 knolls, hard pushed by the dogs, that had separated in 



