76 Seventy Years a Master. 



SO I said " Go on, Jack, he's gone away under 

 that hedgeside." 



Away they went, turned short under the 

 other hedge, swung round, raced back to 

 where I had left him, '' threw up," swung back 

 and pounced on him, " Whoo-hoop ! " 



Up came the old Squire. ^' Capital, 

 George, capital!" he said. ''Ah, you see 

 what perseverance does. Well done ! Blood 

 at last ! " Then he added : 



** Funny thing, though, he did not go back 

 into the wood, George ? " 



I said, '' Didn't you see me gallop along 

 the lane and crack my whip ? I headed him." 



" Ah," he said, '' capital ! " 



Going home, Mr. Barnett left us, and as 

 we turned away by Potton Church old Jack 

 Ward turned to me and said : 



'' Can't quite make that kill out, governor. 

 How was it ? " 



I told him. 



'' Oh," he said, '* that's why he laid down, 

 was it ? Never should have caught one if we 

 had stayed all night." 



