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three or four different packs, and were each hunting on 

 their own hook. ^ 



" There's Yowler and Music. Here they come — they 

 are after the wolf. Hi, dogs ! hi, dogs !" shouted Jackson, 

 running to a knoll where he could overlook the chase. 



The negroes yelled as they caught sight of the game, 

 and the wolf availing himself of every copse and hollow, 

 ran on, hard pushed by the dogs, and dodging on every 

 side to avoid his numerous foes. Whenever he entered 

 a thicket he remained there until the dogs were about 

 entering the other side ; then he dashed away with an 

 angry snap of his jaws that sounded like the ring of 

 metal. As he approached the further shore, the Doctor 

 saluted him with a double shot that stung him badly. 

 He passed do^n the line of negroes, but their shouting 

 and dancing deterred him from attempting to break their 

 array. 



"Now, Mike!" 



" "No no, it is your turn ; I've had a cat." 



"Take him, Charlie!" 



I levelled my rifle, and as he ran I fired. At the 

 report he rolled over and over like a ball. 



" Well done !" shouted Lou Jackson. 



I thought him quite dead, but when the dogs came up 

 where he fell, he turned around on his haunches and 

 snapped at his pursuers with such effect that the fore- 

 most lost a piece from his shoulder as broad as my palm, 

 leaving a ghastly wound. The dog turned away, yelling 

 with pain. Wag, who was always in every scrape. 



