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master reaching the spot with two of his first- 

 flight men, where some of the hounds were still 

 rolling on the ground, man and fox had dis- 

 appeared. 



" Halloa ! " quoth the master, " here's a go ! they 

 have eaten the fox, of course, as I see part of his 

 head sticking out from Jowler's jaws ; but what's 

 become of Jack Martin ?" 



" Eaten him, too, I suppose,"' said Tom Hark- 

 away, laughing. '' Hungry enough to eat a horse, 

 old fellow, as 3'ou have given them no victuals for 

 tw^o days past. But hark ! hark I I hear the cry 

 of some hounds forward still — crossed the line of 

 another fox — come on !" and away goes Harkaway, 

 full tilt, laughing and screeching, with the j^osse 

 comitatus in close attendance for nearly a mile, 

 where the missing hounds were found, baying round 

 a stunted oak. 



" Ha ! ha ! ha ! " cried Tom, almost bursting 

 with laughter. *' Treed their Martin, by jingo ! 

 after eating their fox ! Ho ! ho ! ho ! This is a 

 go, indeed ! Halloa, Jack, what d ye do up 

 there ? " 



"Too glad to get there, sir, for 'twere a near 

 thing, as that red devil of a dog snapped at my 

 trews as I were climbing up the tree, and tore a 

 bit oflr of 'em." 



" Well, never mind. Jack, a miss is as good as a 

 mile ; and as you stink as much as the fox, get 

 down whilst we take the hounds away, and I'll 

 give you five shillings for another run." 



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