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After great applause one of the company said, 

 '' Let us have one more tale, Bob, before we go 

 into the kennel." 



'' Well," Bob said, '' after that row with the old 

 woman there was a deal of talk about it. There 

 was a gentleman farmer in the plaace who had a 

 saacy bull. He said to me, ' Bob, I wish you 

 would let your dogs run my bull.' I said, ' If they 

 do they will kill him.' ' I don't mind that,' he 

 said, 'you run him.' So one morning we were 

 out, and had had some work with the hares, and 

 I said to my chap, ' We will go now and run the 

 bull.' So we went into the field and my chap 

 fetched the bull from among the cows, and I 

 started him galloping and halloo'd them on, there 

 was such a ' charm ' with them and I rode after 

 them and cheered. Over the hedge he went, 

 through it went they and across the next grass 

 field, full cry. He jumped the next hedge, 

 pitched on his head in the next field, and when 

 I got round to him I found he had broken his 

 neck and was dead ! I §aid to my chap, ' We 

 must go and tell the gentleman,' so we trotted 

 up to the house. I said, ' Sir, we have run 

 the bull and killed him.' ' I am very glad, 

 Bob,' he repHed, 'I will send the cart for him; 

 where is he?' I told him and he said 'I am glad 



