A RUN WITH THE 

 on the last tail hounds from out the 

 cover. Then, while we breast the 

 slope, a backward glance shows all 

 our motley field are tearing down to 

 follow us. Now we top the rise and 

 find an open stretch before us ; scent 

 is good, and hounds are racing well 

 together. 'Tis grand to gallop thus 

 over such good ground, with hounds 

 lying well away before us, and the 

 field coming equally well behind ; 

 while the keen morning air, lighten- 

 ing up the lungs to the extremity of 

 buoyancy, gives one a taste of life 

 that is divine. 



The going is chiefly rough, long 

 grass, whose only fault is treachery, 

 in the shape of "ant-bear holes." 

 These are the burrows of the ant- 

 eater, more commonly known as the 

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