THE LIFE OF A FOXHOUND. 95 



Upon nearing the cover the office was 

 given, and into it we dashed, and shortly 

 afterwards the whimperings in various parts 

 proved that there was more than one fox in 

 it, I hit upon a drag and opened loudly, 

 when Trimbush reproved me, after poking 

 his nose where I had mine, saying, ** Not so 

 noisy, not so noisy. Let's have a distinction 

 between opening on a drag, and a good hearty 

 challenge when he's found." 



An old favourite line hunter, called 

 Rasselas, now threw his tongue. 



•' That's it," said Trimbush, flying to the 

 cry, and taking it up, his roar thundered 

 through the brake. 



"Have at him! " hallooed Will Sykes. 

 " Have at him, hoik. Hoik, hoik together ! " 



It was evident that a brace was on foot, and 

 the Squire, looking more serious than usual, 

 desired that the field might move away from 

 one side of the cover and be quiet, otherwise 

 there was a probability of a chop taking place. 



About a minute afterwards, out came a 

 fine, lengthy dog-fox. 



* * Tally-ho ! ' ' shrieked a muffin on a hired 

 knacker, and back the fox dived into the 

 brake again. 



