AND STIRLINGSHIEE HUNT 



side, in silence, the hounds are led, the whippers-in 

 get quickly to their places, and the few sportsmen 

 present, more than one of whom, probably, have 

 ridden out from Edinburgh in the dark, distribute 

 themselves with the view of being useful. At a 

 signal from the huntsman, every hound save a 

 puppy or two has dashed in, eager for the fray, 

 and Hopetoun 



" waves above them her green leaves 

 Dewy with Nature's tear-drops as they pass," 



not grieving, but rejoicing at the advent of the 

 pack, at the crash with which they find their fox, 

 and the all but heavenly cry which follows. 



" Kesonat latratibus ether." 



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