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we could see the chase. We took no notice of Buffalo- 

 wallows or dog-towns as we flew over them; and the way 

 wa pounded the seats of that wagon was a caution to ten- 

 derfeet. When we arrived at the top of the ridge over 

 which the hounds hud disappeared, we saw the grandest 

 sight I ever beheld in all my experience on the plains. 

 Each one of the hounds had cut out a fine, large buck, and, 

 as they dodged back and forth in their frantic efforts to keep 

 out of the jaws of the long-nosed hounds, which were now 

 at their very heels, they would pass and repass each other. 

 They kept this up, it seemed to us, for five minutes; but, of 

 course, in our excitement and efforts to get up to help the 

 dogs, the time seemed much longer than it really was. To 

 add to our anxiety, Terry had never caught one alone, and 

 we did not know what he would do with it after he got it. 

 But, no doubt feeling disgusted at himself for getting left 

 so badly in the last chase, he concluded to play a lone hand 

 here, and to redeem himself by catching the largest one in 

 the herd unassisted. 



On we went, at better than a two-minute gate, our eyes 

 meanwhile on the chase. Finally, Mike caught his, and 

 they both fell in a pile. At the same instant, Terry made a 

 fearful lunge, nailed his by the hind leg, and hung like a 

 vise. He could not get it down, and it was jerking him 

 about as a kite yanks its tail. Mike had succeeded in get- 

 ting his by the throat. First he was on top, then the buck; 

 but he never lost his grip. Our every effort was put to 

 test to get to Terry and help him out, as he had discovered 

 before this that he had an elephant on his hands which he 

 could neither hold nor let go. In its efforts to get away, the 

 buck would drag him around in a circle, of perhaps fifty 

 yards in diameter, and would pass within a few feet of 

 where Mike was wrestling with his; but neither one paid 

 any attention to the other. 



On our arrival, I jumped out, the team being on a run. 

 just in time to meet Terry and his buck on their circuit. I 

 tried to grab the buck by the horns, but missed him. and 

 Terry discovered my presence for the first time. He seemed 



