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selves in the first beams of the ascending sun. Ho! 

 what a burst ! with what fury the hounds dash in 

 among them ! Now they sweep along the thickets 

 that skirt the drive, and climb the summit of that 

 elevated piney ridge destined one day to become a 



summer settlement, and to bear the name of . 



But not unforeseen or unprovided for was the run 

 which the deer had taken. Frisky Geordy was in 

 their path, and crack went the sound of his gun, and 

 loud and vaunting was the twang of his horn, that 

 followed the explosion! And now the frozen earth 

 reechoed to the tramp of horses' hoofs, as the hunts- 

 men hurried to the call, that proclaims that a deer 

 has fallen. There was Geordy, his gun against a 

 pine, his knee upon the still heaving flank of a 

 pricket T)uck, his right hand clenched upon his 

 dripping knife, his left flourishing a horn, which 

 ever and anon was given to his mouth, and filled 

 the air with its boastful notes. 



" Holla, Geordy ! you have got him fast, I see. 

 "Where are the dogs ?" 



" Gone," said Geordy. 



u There's Euler in the east what's he after ?" 



" A deer," says Geordy. 



c c And Rouser to the south what's he after ?" 



" Another deer," says Geordy. 



" And Nimrod to the southwest I need not ask 



