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back again quickly with their tails between their 

 legs, others came or had to be got out hanging 

 like grim death to the varmint, both oftener than 

 not having had enough, not unfrequently one or 

 two dead as a door nail. Those that had come out 

 rudder down were never seen any more, whilst the 

 others could not be bought. Still, the Squire gave 

 many away to friends. 



" The Squire used to drive in a four-wheel dog-cart 

 about the town of Whitchurch, sitting himself in 

 front with coachman behind, with from three to 

 eight or nine of his favourites running about ; and 

 woe be to any cat if they saw it, or a big dog ! 

 Immediately they got sight of one or the other, off 

 they dashed in full cry and chase, and if they caught 

 their object it would be hard lines with it before the 

 little varmints could be got off by the coachman and 

 other bystanders. The Squire all this time (having 

 pulled up) would be sitting as erect as a marble 

 statue, turning neither to the right or the left, but 

 anyone in near proximity to him would observe a 

 very broad smile on his face. I was once an eye- 

 witness to one of these ' bits of fun,' as I call it. 

 A miller's waggon was standing opposite a flour and 

 corndealer's shop, and with the waggoner was a large 

 foxhound. The squire came driving up the street, 

 with about a half-dozen of his varmints following, 



