124 THE MORNING DRAG. 



a-Kyloe bullock. With liearty acclamation the 

 skin of the devoted fox is awarded to Wannie, 

 who sends it away to be preserved, and the 

 many grand hunts with "Burnt Tom/* and" the 

 last run for his life, will long be remembered in 

 North Tyne. 



AIR: " Whittle Scroggs." 

 COME away with me my boys, once for hunting 



The hounds o'er the bent they are bounding, 

 Away by yonder crag, they are on the morning 



drag, 

 So sweetly their music is sounding. 



Then listen to each hound as they try the rimey 



ground, 



Hark ! to Moudy's loud note in the number; 

 It's Lang Will's voice we hear, the gallant pack 



to cheer, 

 That will waken the fox from his slumber. 



