A RUN WITH THE 

 to head, but galloping with all their 

 might ; they disappear, and after 

 them, more faithful to the Master's 

 horse than Master, there goes Col- 

 leen. They're gone ! We pause, and, 

 blowing hard, we make a few appro- 

 priate remarks. And then we turn 

 to climb the peak in hopes, at least, 

 of seeing how the hunt may end. 

 We struggle up and clamber, none 

 the better for our boots and spurs 

 and feverish haste. Anon we pause 

 for breath, when lo, behind us, the 

 fox is pounding heavily up the hill ! 

 He has completely circled round it, 

 and again is making for the earths 

 that lie beside us. But close upon 

 his brush there follows Ranger, ever 

 to the fore, with all the ruck not 

 many yards behind. Now Ranger's 

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