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when some gentleman would kindly find me a horse ; 

 and so I had been out with Mr. Farquharson's hounds, 

 for I know'd Treadwell well, and Treadwell know'd me ; 

 and we had a pretty good day. Well, sir, we had been 

 running a fox in the afternoon for some time — maybe 

 an hour or more — and the scent were ofettino^ worse and 

 worse as the ground got foiled, till at last we couldn't 

 hunt him at all ; and as I had a long way to get back 

 to Tedworth, and had to take my horse back and get 

 on the one I had ridden down (for of course I hacked 

 one down), I came away, and they were going to give 

 it up and go home ; so I wished Treadwell ' Good-night ' 

 and away I came. Well, sir, as I were a coming along 

 a ride through a wood, somehow — I can't tell why — 

 I looked back over my shoulder, and, behold 1 I see 

 a fox, as I fancied, a following o' me. He were some 

 way off, to be sure, but I know'd it were a fox. Well, 

 sir, ould Carter never halloed — he know'd too well for 

 that — but just turned himself quietly round, and, sure 

 enough, there were a fox coming along the ride ; but as 

 I stood perfectly still, and he never seed me, he comed 

 quietly along, and pretty tired he were, by his going, 

 till at last he turned off into the wood ; but I marked 

 the spot, and then, after he ivere gone, I rode quietly 

 back, and just broke down a twig, and then I trotted 

 back to where I had left the hounds, and soon I see 



