CHAPTER XI. 



THE SEQUEL TO THE FRAY. JOSLIN's DONKEY. 



AF'TER the poachers had taken away the 

 dogs, hares, nets and gun barrels, I rested 

 for fifteen or twenty minutes, and then made 

 an effort to rise and get out of the ditch. I 

 first got upon my hands and knees, and re- 

 mained there for about five minutes ; then I 

 made a move to crawl out, but only fell back 

 again. I had another long rest until, after 

 repeated attempts, I managed to get out, 

 though not without great pain and difficulty. 

 I was, of course, very weak from loss of blood, 

 and giddy from the blows on my head, and 

 my left arm was broken, so I lay on the grass 



