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rods to an elevated spot, waved his liand to him, and 

 cried, " Hunt 'em up ! hunt 'em up ! Be oir, sir." 

 Shack seemed to understand him perfectly, and away 

 he dashed, coursing here and there, further and furtlier 

 off, until we lost sight and sound of him in the woods. 

 In a short time we heard the bark of Shack in pursuit 

 of something, and in five minutes a buck came dash- 

 ing round the end of the island where we were, hor- 

 ribly frightened, with Shack a few rods behind him, 

 yelping sharp and fierce, at every bound. We did 

 not choose to spoil the sport by the use of our rifle, so 

 we cheered on the dog, as he sped by us, and around 

 they went again like coursers. The island was not 

 large enough to allow the dog to get out of hearing, 

 and it was truly an exciting thing, to hear his fierce 

 sharp cry, and trace by the sound, the rapidity of the 

 chase. I have stated before, that Shack was not so 

 staunch and persevering a follower, as a dog of purer 

 breed would have been, but so long as he would follow, 

 his pace was tremendous, and the game before him 

 always had an exceedingly busy time of it. Bound 

 they came again, that deer and Shack, the former 

 more frightened, and the latter more fierce, if possible. 

 The deer had gained a trifle of his pursuer, but the 



