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On the appointed morning a fair sprinkling of 

 sportsmen congregated at and about the place of 

 meeting, with a considerable nmnber of pedes- 

 trians ; and the hounds being thrown into Rhos- 

 penbua Wood, bold Reynard deemed it advisable 

 to vacate the premises without waiting for forcible 

 ejectment, and broke away directly over the hills 

 for about three miles and a half; then sinking 

 into the vale, set his head straight for a large 

 head of earths on Brynfrannod {An^lice Peacock's 

 Hill), over a fine grass vale, intersected by the 

 river Vernieuw. A run, however, was not on the 

 cards for this occasion, although there was evi- 

 dently a good straight-running fox on foot ; for 

 the huntsman not being with his hounds when 

 they came to a check in a grass field, they could 

 not again hit upon the scent, and another fox 

 being hallooed at the same time back on the hills, 

 the pursuit was given up, and a pottering day's 

 work the result from the failure of the scent, the 

 mountain tops being enveloped in mist. 



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