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all bolted, with the terrier close at our heels. The 

 scene Avhich followed it is almost impossible to 

 describe. The first fox was pursued by the greatest 

 number of hounds, and, as I came second, the next 

 greatest number followed me ; and so after us 

 they came ; but our saUy was so sudden that we 

 fortunately had gained the start of them by some 

 ten or twenty yards. 



I think I still hear the voice of old Will crying- 

 out, " Every hound has got a fox ! " As I jumped 

 over the fence, he was still holding his whip in the 

 air, undecided which of the four lots (into which 

 the hounds had divided) he should follow. So good 

 was the scent on that day, that although only 

 about four couples of hounds followed me, I went 

 straight to another drain ; and, strange to say, there 

 found another of the same party as before, which 

 accounted for the two first lots of hounds leaving a 

 short time before they ran up to the earth. Here 

 our hves were again in danger ; and, hearing the 

 men again digging at some distance, I profited by 

 what had passed, and pushed beyond it. My 

 unfortunate fellow was again forced out by the 

 same terrier, and fell a victim to our foes ; who, 

 not suspecting that another fox was in the earth, 

 again left me. 



