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safe home, but, bad luck to it, we met a French 

 servant at exercise with two horses and three 

 pointers, and in two minutes we had three packs 

 of hounds running a dog each in view, the hunts- 

 man galloping up the road blowing his horn as well 

 as he is able, the whip following cracking his whip 

 and yelling " Get to him, get to him," and they did 

 get to him (that is, the pointers). They never 

 looked near the huntsman, and after about fifteen 

 minutes I got the huntsman to stand still, then I 

 jumped off my horse and met one pack close to their 

 dog, knocked the leading ones over into the ditch, 

 and in a few minutes got all stopped but a couple ; 

 then I took off my coat and thrashed them as long 

 as I was able, and they have never run a cur since. 

 If they look at one and I say "Ware Cur,' that is 

 plenty ; and they are a very useful lot. 



"The fields are not a bit bigger than your stable- 

 yard, and nasty rotten banks, and all the country 

 covered with gorse from six inches to two feet high, 

 but hounds get over it. It is all very well at the 

 time while hounds are running, and we cannot help 

 riding and cheering them, but when it is over every 

 sportsman must be ashamed of himself galloping after 

 a bunch of dirty straw. But last Saturday we had 

 something like the real thing. We ran a drag about 

 twenty minutes, then turned a fox out of a bag and 

 ran him an hour and three-quarters a real good 

 hunting run and killed him. We have a fox every 

 day, but they always run like a rabbit. 



" I am glad to hear you have had good sport. 



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