THE CHACE. 
the light notes of Vocal and Venus fall on the ear of 
those who may be within reach to catch them. But 
who is so fortunate in this second burst, nearly as terrible 
as the first ? Our fancy supplies us again, and we think 
we could name them all. If we look to the left, nearly 
abreast of the pack, we see six men going gallantly, and 
quite as straight as the hounds themselves are going ; 
and on the right are four more, riding equally well, 
though the former have rather the best of it, owing to 
having had the inside of the hounds at the last two turns 
which must be placed to the chapter of accidents. A 
short way in the rear, by no means too much so to enjoy 
this brilliant run, are the rest of the elite of the field, 
who had come up at the first check ; and a few who, 
thanks to the goodness of their steeds, and their deter- 
mination to be with the hounds, appear as if dropped 
from the clouds. Some, however, begin to shew 
symptoms of distress. Two horses are seen loose in 
the distance a report is flying about that one of the 
field is badly hurt, and something is heard of a collar- 
bone being broken, others say it is a leg ; but the pace 
is too good to inquire. A cracking of rails is now heard, 
and one gentleman's horse is to be seen resting, nearly 
balanced, across one of them, his rider being on his back 
in the ditch, which is on the landing side. " Who is 
he ?" says Lord Brudenel, to Jack Stevens. " Can 't 
tell, my Lord ; but I thought it was a queerish place 
when I came o'er it before him." It is evidently a case 
of peril, but the pace is too good to afford help. 
