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huntsman had lost sight of them whilst going- 

 through one of the big woods which are so fre- 

 quently met with on the Cleveland hills, and on 

 emerging from its shade could see nothing of his 

 favourites. He was reluctantly obliged to turn 

 his horse's head homewards, and for the first and 

 last time in his life went home without his hounds. 

 Mr. Pease and Brunton were more fortunate, and 

 got to the end of a real old-fashioned run over a 

 wild country. They gathered what hounds they 

 could together and left them at Ingleby Green- 

 how, where they baited their tired horses. Mr. 

 Brunton then jogged on to the kennels at 

 Warrenby, a distance of something like twenty- 

 one or two miles, to tell Nicoll what had become 

 of the hounds. He found him disconsolate 

 enough, laid over the fire waiting if perchance a 

 few hounds should get home to let them in. The 

 morning was far advanced when he got home 

 after his long and solitary ride ; but nine o'clock 

 found him as fresh as ever waiting for Nicoll at 

 Guisbrough. He spent the whole of the day 

 helping him to gather the hounds up, went with 

 him to Ingleby for the eight couple that he had 

 li.ennelled there overnight, set him back to the 

 kennels at Warrenby, and returned home by way 

 of Guisbrough, where he attended a political 

 meeting at eight o'clock. The most extraordinary 

 thing is that he rode the same horse all the 

 time. 



