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tufters open all together, and every eye strains to 

 catch a view of the game. Here they come. Not 

 what we want, but it's a pretty sight. A ' yeld ' 

 hind in advance, a second hind which knoweth the 

 cares of maternity, and her calf beside her, canter 

 up towards the tree where we stand, stop, sniff, 

 and trot away, as if they thought we were dangerous 

 and to be avoided. 



' Shiner ' is close upon them, and the rest of the 



The wrong animal. 



tufters are following him. A little rating and a few 

 cracks of the whip, and their heads are up ; they 

 know that they are not on the 'real animal,' and as 

 soon as Sam's horn summons them, back they go 

 and resume their labour. Again they open, and 

 again we are on the alert. The cry increases — 

 they run merrily, and we are high in hope. ' Ware 

 fox!' says a M. F. H., the best sportsman in the 



