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with them under the oak tree, close to Mr. Wisner's house, at 

 five o'clock this evening." 



" Nay ! nay ! Sur !" answered Tim, with a broad grin, eager 

 to see the sport, and hating to be sent so unceremoniously home, 

 " that winna do, I'm thinking who'll hug t' gam bag, and carry 

 t' bottles, and make t' loonchun ready ; that winna do, Sur, 

 niver. If you pie-ease, Sur, Ay'll pit oop t' horses i' Measter 

 Minthorne's barn here, and shak' doon a bite o' hay tull 'em, and 

 so gang on wi' you, and carry t' bag whaile four o' t' clock, and 

 then awa back and hitch oop, and draive doon to t' aik tree !" 



" I understand, Tim," said his master, laughing ; " I under- 

 stand right well 1 you want to see the sport." 



" Ayse oophaud it !" grinned Timothy, seeing at once that he 

 should gain his point. 



" Well ! well ! I don't care about it ; will Minthorne let us put 

 up the beasts in his barn, Tom ?" 



" Let us ! let us 1" exclaimed the fat man ; " by gad I'd like 

 to see Joe Minthorne, or any other of his breed, a tellin' me I 

 should'nt put my cattle where I pleased ; jest let me ketch him 

 at it !" 



" Very well ; have it your own way, Tim, take care of 

 the beasts, and overtake us as quick as you can !" and as he 

 spoke, he let down the bars which parted a fine wheat stubble 

 from the road, and entered the field with the dogs at heel. " We 

 must part company to beat these little woods, must we not, 

 Tom ?" 



" I guess so I'll go on with A ; his Grouse and my 



Dash will work well enough, and you and Frank keep down the 

 valley hereaways ; we'll beat that little swamp-hole, and then 

 the open woods to the brook side, and so along the meadows to 

 the big bottom ; you keep the hill-side coverts, and look the 

 little pond-holes well on Minthorne's Ridge, you'll find a cock or 

 two there anyhow ; and beat the bushes by the wall ; I guess 

 you'll have a bevy jumpin' up ; and try, boys, do, to git 'em 

 down the hill into the boggy bottom, for we can use them, I tell 

 you !" arid so they parted. 



Archer and Forester, with Shot and Chase at heel, entered 

 the little thicket indicated, and beat it carefully, but blank ; 

 although the dogs worked hard, and seemed as if about to make 

 game more than once. They crossed the road, and came into 

 another little wood, thicker and wetter than the first, with 

 several springy pools, although it was almost upon the summit 



