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to Jack Raven, the huntsman, " Jack, take 

 the hounds away ;" and at one of his usual 

 rates every hound stopped, and the pack 

 were taken to the hedge side, when Mr. 

 Meynell called out three steady hounds 

 and threw them into the cover. The fox 

 was so loath to break, that the three 

 hounds kept hunting him for ten minutes, 

 in the hearing of all the pack, who lay 

 perfectly quiet at Raven's horse's feet till 

 the fox went away over the finest part of 

 the country ; and the moment Mr. Meynell 

 gave his most energetic thrilling halloo, 

 (which has been noticed before,) every 

 hound flew to him, — the burst was the 

 finest that any sportsman ever beheld, and 

 after an hour and ten minutes they killed 

 their fox. 



I think you will already say that my 

 observations are sufficiently protracted ; yet 

 the hunting recollections, that your ques- 

 tions have given rise to, crowd upon my 



