Across Country with Greyhounds 9 



the pace are again surging to the front. The horses 

 are wild with excitement ; it is their hunt and they 

 know the finish is near. Several miles have been left 

 behind, and the run has been over unbroken country. 

 Now a blue dog seems to shoot ahead of the jack. He 

 has been behind all the time, and you have half expected 

 to see him drop out ; but Pasqual has come into his 

 second wind and makes a turn that brings a shout from 

 every saddle. " Good Pasqual ! " " Bravo, Ramon ! " 

 He turns the hare that is met by Mouse ; but she 

 misses. There is a flurry, and away down the mesa 

 into a spreading wash they go, over into an orange 

 grove, with a roar of sounds, and the jack in a desper- 

 ate effort to wind the horses takes the long palm-envi- 

 roned drive toward a ranch house, and like a whirlwind 

 the horses and dogs follow. 



The ranch house is straight ahead, and my friend 

 has a long wide hall running through it, for which the 

 jack apparently is headed. I am wondering whether 

 will object to the hunt running through his home, when 

 out he comes with arms uplifted. He does object, there 

 is no question as to that, but it is the finish. A long, 

 tan-coloured hound shoots ahead, a fluffy hare goes up 

 into the air, and the hounds close around, while one of 

 the hunters in a desperate attempt to stop his horse and 

 keep him from a flower garden goes on, and tell it not 

 in Gath lands on his back among the pansies. 



It is a famous run. The death or finish was three 

 miles from the start as the crow flies. The dogs are lying 



