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deer, stumbled into the midst of a litter as well 

 as a band of wild boars ; and instead of a hare, by 

 the grace of the watchful St. Hubert, the first scent 

 Mai wood opened on was that of the larger game, and 

 a friend of Ludovic's killed a little sow from out a 

 litter. After I had returned from bagging partridge 

 and snipe, I heard their approaching horn sending 

 on the intelligence that they had '^ slain a boar." 



On the Monday following Jules and Maurice, with 

 their limiers, went out to try to harbour a boar, but, as 

 usual, without success ; and when M. d'Anchald and 

 myself joined them, the rain came down so heavily 

 that we returned home without uncoupling our 

 hounds. Word having been sent by the old keeper 

 with whom we killed the solitaire that there was 

 another boar there of a larger size, it was agreed to 

 rest on Tuesday, to attack him on the Wednesday ; 

 so on Tuesday I went the round of the kennels, and, 

 not having seen Barricade for a day or two, and 

 finding that no one had paid her a visit, I suggested 

 to M. d'Anchald that we should do so. Our chagrin 

 was mutual and excessive, when, contrary to all the 

 directions I had given, we found shut up with her a 

 bucketful of the thickest barley-meal and horse- 

 flesh, mixed about half and half. M. d'Anchald 

 shouted for the old boiler, and asked him the mean- 



