HARRY WRIGHT S SANDY RABBIT. 73 



the man on, the next ; the night we lost the 

 rabbit was Harry's night on, so that 

 accounted for our losing it in the dead of night. 



This miller was a perfect torment to old 

 Dick, he could scarcely ever prosecute him, 

 and, when he did, never got him convicted, as 

 Harry was a most artful card, and clever both 

 at poaching and the law. 



Dick saw him, one time, shoot a hare on the 

 fallow, in the mill field, and put it in his 

 pocket. Wright was taken before the Magis- 

 trates, Mr. Lowndes and Mr. Fuller, and, when 

 Dick had given his evidence, they asked Harry 

 if he had anything to say. 



"Yes, gentlemen," said he, politely. "I 

 have a great deal to say. I am quite sure, 

 gentlemen, that the witness Lovering don't 

 intend to say anything but what's true, but he 

 is labouring under a mistake, as I will prove to 

 you if you'll allow me. I have three witnesses 

 to call, who will prove my case. Now, I keep 

 a lot of tame rabbits, amongst them a large 

 sandy buck that I keep for stock ; I don't keep 

 him in the hutches with the does, but let him 



