THE REV. JOHN RUSSELL. 131 



Clovellv country for the purpose not only of 

 enjoying a day's sport, but of closely testing the 

 merits of the united pack. True to his time, 

 Mr. Harris, accompanied by two friends who 

 were staying with him, namely, Mr. John Glan- 

 ville and Mr. William Coryton, of Pentillie, 

 made his appearance at the appointed rendez- 

 vous ; but there they found no hounds, no 

 Russell, nor a human being to greet their arrival. 



After waiting for some time, not without 

 sundry growls and misgivings, Harris, unwilling 

 to lose the chance of sport and disappoint his 

 friends — who had been invited purposely to 

 witness the work of the combined forces, and 

 Russell's skill in handling them — pulled out his 

 watch and proposed allowing another half-hour 

 before they gave him up and returned whence 

 they came. In the midst of this quandary the 

 music of a pack of hounds in full cry suddenly 

 burst on their ears ; and at the same time, a 

 countryman coming up, Harris inquired if he 

 had seen the hounds, and whose they were 

 then running so merrily. 



" Passon Rissell's, sir, in coose," responded 

 the man; " they'm a driving hard, sure enow; 

 and he home to the tails o' mun." 



Utterly unable to account for such an extra- 

 ordinary proceeding on the part of Russell, the 

 three gentlemen determined to go in pursuit 

 and ask him to explain his apparent want of 



