100 THE LIFE OF A FOXHOUND. 



of wind in our favour, we set to work and 

 soon recovered the little time lost through the 

 sheep. There was now every probability of 

 having a glorious day's sport. The field had 

 been thinned materially at the burst, and 

 those with us were not near enough to do any 

 harm. 



" It will be short and fast to-day," said 

 Trimbush, exultingly. 



The scent was now a burning one, and we 

 all bristled for blood. Across three deep 

 fallows we carried it in great force into and 

 across a green lane, flanked by two tall quicks, 

 when suddenly the leading hounds threw up. 



'' What's the matter? " inquired several, 

 throwing up their heads. 



" Find out," briefly replied Trimbush, 

 doing his best to accomplish the deed himself. 



In a few seconds the lane became full of 

 horses; for it is wonderful how courageous 

 men are in spinning along the roads. Some 

 came screaming up and cracking their whips, 

 and instead of sticking to our work we began 

 flying about in every direction. 



The Squire scolded. Will roared, Tom lost 

 his patience, and Ned Adams thundered out 

 " Hold har-r-r-d! " until black in the face. 



