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had his dog with him, and I shouted 

 to him to set him on. He looked him on, 

 and away raced the dog, up to him, and 

 was just going to spring when the deer let 

 drive a fearful ''cow-kick" at him, caught 

 the poor brute in the ribs, toppled him over, 

 and soon settled that poor shepherd's dog. 



Then he went on, into a pond, and he 

 soiled there. Several workmen had come up 

 to us then, and they said ''They" (the 

 hounds) "have got him in that pond." 



" Come along then, and help me " I said, 

 " and I'll give you a sovereign." 



But before we could get to work, out he 

 went again and over some fields. My horse 

 was then quite done. The quarry went over a 

 big, wide brook, and I saw him going on up 

 a long grass slade. As the hounds came 

 down to me, I stopped them. I knew I 

 could not get over that place, and if I had 

 succeeded I could only have got a trot out 

 of my horse. 



My heart sank within me as I saw the 

 great devil going on and on, up the hill. I 



