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it after this run of nearly two hours ; and, by Jove, 

 if he recovers, you may obtain from him a national 

 blessing in your locality, and improve the breed of 

 your tame pigs. Ah, ha, my boys, think of that ! " 



" Oh, yes, we will save him," was the jolly re- 

 joinder. " Come, carry him to the village." 



" Is there no water near," I asked, reflecting how 

 necessary I had foand an immediate immersion in it 

 to a beaten stag or hind, and well knowing the same 

 remedy was as applicable to a boar. 



" No, there is no water till we come to the village ; 

 then there is plenty." 



'^ Oh, do not carry him slung in that way between 

 you on a pole, w^ith his natural position reversed," I 

 said ; " lift him across your neck, and resting on 

 your shoulders while you hold his little hands, he 

 will be able to breathe." 



But no ; " things were never carried in that way ;" 

 a pole was therefore run between his hinder and fore 

 legs, and thus — his " back to earth, his face to 

 heaven " — the little animal was borne in careless 

 triumph to the village, which was at least a mile and 

 a half off, all the horns playing the most exciting of 

 all fanfares, the " Death of the Wild Boar." When 

 we reached the water, of course the gallant little 

 marcassin was dead. 



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