THE LIFE OF A FOXHOUND. 97 



We now rattled him up to the top of the 

 cover, and, crossing a ride, Will Sykes 

 viewed him, and giving us a ringing view- 

 halloo, convinced us we were on our hunted 

 fox. 



" There's a leash a-foot, sir," said the 

 huntsman, as the Squire now came to his 

 assistance. 



" Then get them as near to him as you 

 can," replied the Squire, " and prevent them 

 getting on the other lines." 



Ned Adams now viewed the fox in a broad 

 open ride, and hallooed, " Tally-ho! " 



" Never mind," said Trimbush, as I was 

 about leaving the scent to fly to the halloo. 

 " Ned Adams, like yourself," continued he, 

 " is young and cannot be depended upon. 

 Keep your nose down; we are quite close 

 enough to carry him over the other lines of 

 scent without changing." 



Immediately afterwards I heard the Squire 

 ask in a loud, angry voice, ** Why did you 

 halloo? " 



** Because I viewed the hunted fox, sir," 

 replied Ned, touching his cap deferentially. 



"Where? " 



** At the bottom of the ride, sir." 



