94 Seventy Years a Master. 



hound that sticks his nose to the ground as 

 if it were glued there, but a hound that, 

 when he has stopped long enough to satisfy 

 himself that the scent is there, holds forward 

 on the line of it, occasionally feeling for it ; 

 and you will often see, when the scent fails 

 at head and those flashy devils have gone 

 half-a-field without it, and knew not what 

 to do — you will see them turn back and 

 look for these pilots, these sages, these 

 guides of the pack. You will see some go 

 back to them and follow them in their scent, 

 and if they stop and touch it they dash at 

 him, catch it up, and away they go with it, 

 followed by the applause of the whole Field, 

 who say, * Look at So-and-so ! ' But who 

 showed ' So-and-so ' where it was ? The pilot 

 has done in one minute what would have 

 taken the flyers five ; and you must agree 

 that it is the fastest hound that gets the 

 quickest to his fox. He is not only quick 

 himself, but the cause of speed in others." 



Again, a word to the Master. '' Thistle 

 Whipper" says: "What will you say when 



