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enough thinking that Sentinel would join his own companions, 

 when, if he had, I have not the least doubt but that the 

 moment Jack or Webb could have caught him, they would have 

 flogged him for running away ! But Sentinel would not hear 

 of them at any price ; and after some absence, when I returned, 

 in October, to Brigstock, Sentinel remained wild. I had often 

 looked for him : wild and timid as he was, confirmed, indeed, in 

 the habits of a wild beast, I felt sure, if I could get the voice to 

 him which had never mentioned his name but to cheer him for 

 doing well, or spoken to him but in play, before he began to 

 fly from the now-dreaded presence of man, that he would have 

 come to me ; but, unluckily, I never saw him but once or twice, 

 and then at a distance, while he was flying from the presence of 

 the dreaded red coat. From the Ladies Fitzpatrick, at Farming 

 Woods, Mrs. Berkeley and myself, in our stay at Brigstock, 

 received every kindness and attention, and I had leave to shoot 

 partridges when I pleased, and often shot pheasants in the 

 covers with the keeper. One day, the last on which I ever set 

 eyes on poor Sentinel, I was shooting pheasants in the deer 

 forest to the keeper's team of spaniels; a rush through the 

 underwood came towards me, and first a black cat, and then 

 Sentinel, looking perfectly wild, came into the ride about forty 

 yards' distance from where I stood. He scarcely paused, and 

 yet he heard the voice of old, for I shall never forget the sudden 

 look, with ears erect, he gave me when I called to him by name. 

 Unluckily, the report of my gun, when I killed the cat, and 

 then the spaniels chasing him, continued him in his panic- 

 stricken flight, and I never heard of him again. 



I did my best to reason with Jack on the nature and treat- 

 ment of hounds, but it did no good. " Mr. Brag," mentioned 

 in Mr. Sponge's Sporting Tour, and again in Jorrock's 

 Handley Cross Hunt, dressed very like Jack, and used in 

 some cases similar expressions ; and he would as soon have 

 learned anything from Lord Scamperdale as Jack would from 

 me ; so I gave up all remonstrance. Jack was only fitted, while 

 I knew him, for a second whipper-in. In the course of my 



