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keep touch with them now as closely as if they were 

 our own or the enemy's scouts, or they may give us 

 the slip. 



One ring round the covert. Then from the 

 distant corner comes the shrill " wh-ooi " of the 

 Whip, followed by the magic " Gone awa-way, gone 

 a w a w a y -gone awa-w-o-y ! " 



Glorious sound ! at which the funkers pale, and 

 the " right sort " glow as they do at the sound of 

 battle. 



There goes the Huntsman, swishing through the 

 undergrowth to the point. 



"Twang -twang, twang-twang, twang-twang!" goes 

 his horn, with that double note which tells the flying 

 pack that the varmint has gone. 



The first shot of the battle proper has been fired, 

 and — 



" They're at it already, I hear by the din ; 

 Boots and saddles ! the picquets are in." 



