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when the hind proved to be a one horned stag who 

 was facing the hounds at bay near where the steep 

 grassy slopes are merged in the cliff proper. There 

 were only three of us there and two went down to 

 try to get the hounds away, but they heeded neither 

 horn nor voice in the tearing wind, and foot by foot 

 they drove the stag back, nearer and nearer to the 

 edge, till at last he turned and went over ; two hounds 

 followed, and neither they nor the stag were ever heard 

 of again. 



Almost at the same place, earlier in the same 

 season, there had been a different scene. The stag 

 had got safely down and swam out, the whole pack 

 at his heels. It was a glorious day September 14, 

 1 88 1 the same on which Iroquois won the St. 

 Leger. The sea was quite calm, and the race that 

 ensued between the stag, the hounds, and two boats, 

 one from the shore and one from a brig in the offing 

 that tried to capture him, was nearly as exciting as 

 that at Doncaster ; the hounds dropped back by 

 degrees, except Credulous, who stuck to the stag the 

 whole time, fully half an hour, and was brought back 

 in the boat with him. 



The great majority of the runs end in the water, 

 whether it is that of the Channel or of one of the 

 many streams which intersect the county. And it is a 



