26 Seventy Years a Master. 



always jump on her if he caught her. My 

 father had to get rid of him at last because 

 he became a little too much of a nuisance in 

 that way. 



To but mention the word ''deer" was 

 enough to make my father's hair stand up. 

 One day he was informed of a deer in a field 

 not very far from the Kennels. Early one 

 morning (about seven o'clock in the winter 

 months) they came and called him. Out of 

 bed he jumped, dressed in all haste, fetched 

 the hounds, and off he went, with no whipper- 

 in, or anyone else to assist him. 



There was a good scent, and they soon 

 picked it up. After they had been running 

 about half an hour, he was joined in the chase 

 by a neighbouring farmer, but this addition to 

 the Field was made in rather an abrupt and 

 amusing manner. 



The farmer, coming round a corner as hard 

 as he could pelt on a good stiff cob, ran full 

 tilt into the gos^ernor, with such force and 

 complete success that he knocked him clean 



