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old, and put 'em in his pocket, and there were two 

 more, but the hounds got hold o' them before he could 

 save 'em, and you know the rest, sir. \Vell, we were 

 very sad, and just at that moment a fox were halloed 

 away at the end of the Gorse, but we didn't hurry 

 much, for I tell you, sir, arter that poor vixen, we 

 didn't care to go after him, but the duke called to me 

 to get the hounds out quick — as he didn't know what 

 had happened — and then I was obliged to go. Well, 

 sir, our fox had a pretty good start, but we soon settled 

 on his line, and he went straight as straight, and arter 

 we had been running him some time a gentleman 

 farmer, who lived on the outside of the duke's country, 

 says to me, ' George, I believe we've got a Creslow 

 fox/ ' Oh no, sir,' says I, ' that's a long way off.' 

 Well, sir, we run that fox straight into the Creslow 

 country, and that's in the Vale o' Aylesbury, and there 

 we run him to earth, in Creslow great ground. Oh ! 

 it were a beautiful run, 'twere about two hours and 

 twenty minutes ; but there, 'twere eighteen miles from 

 where he came from, in Jarvis's Gorse, I remember 

 it well." 



" And how about the little cubs, old man ? " 

 " Why, sir, I'll tell ye ; the whip give 'em to a 

 keeper of the duke's, and a very good sort o' man 

 he was, and he took 'em home, and give 'em to his 



