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together a bobbery pack, and have an otter hunt ; I'm 

 simply wasting to see a little hound- work of some sort." 



I agreed that the suggestion was excellent, but 

 wondered the while where the material for the pack was 

 to come from. 



" Oh, don't worry your noble head on that score," 

 remarked M., as we cantered across a wide stretch of 

 veldt which lay between the river and our bungalow. 

 " We'll go into town this evening, and if we can't borrow 

 dogs, we'll steal 'em " (he spoke quite seriously), " and 

 if we can't get together a pack by borrowing and steaHng, 

 hanged if we won't buy up the Dogs' Home. I saw the 

 catchers net some devilish varmint-looking curs in 

 Commissioner Street yesterday, and you may bet that 

 old pony of yours against a tickey " (Sd.) " you won't 

 stand to lose much, for he's twenty years if he's a day — 

 that there will be no lack of dogs awaiting their turn in 

 the lethal chamber, poor devils," rattled on my mercurial 

 companion, as he cast a covetous leer at my pony, 

 Bushman, who, although somewhat aged, was as good 

 and clever a little animal as ever looked through a bridle. 



" I should hate to offer you old Bushman for thirty of 

 the best anyway, M., for I know you'd jump at the offer, 

 and I should lose the best pony I ever threw leg across." 



That same evening M. and myself rode into the golden 

 city, and having dined at the club, my friend proceeded 

 to try and borrow a dog from every man with whom he 

 had a " nodding acquaintance." 



" Well, I've got a pointer," or " You may have my 



