REVIEW — THE HUNTING FIELD. 
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By us went the pack inside the cover. ‘ Now for a break to the 
right,’ says I. Near the top of the cover over jumped Charley; 
the clean white tip of his brush, high carried, shewed him no tired 
or draggled one. I saw my friend’s mouth open like the new gutta 
percha busts sold as toys. * Be quiet, pray do,’ says I. 
“‘ There goes the fox,’ said my friend. 
“ e And we will go after him, if you don’t send him back,’ 
replied I. Pug had now got a field off, and, on his jumping the 
hedge into the next, ‘ Now, come along,’ said I ; and, galloping 
up to where he broke cover, I gave a ‘ Tally-ho, away ! ’ Ditto, 
of course, from my friend. ‘ Now be quiet,’ said I; * we don’t 
want to call away the hounds, but to let the Huntsman know 
Charley is off. The hounds had, however, heard the halloo; over 
came a couple and a half, and raced up to where we stood. ‘ Yo 
doit, Termagant ! ’ said I. The old bitch looked at me, and I could 
fancy said, ‘ You know the line ; come, cap us on, and don’t give 
me the trouble of picking it out.’ 6 It won’t do, old lady,’ said I. 
* Yoi doit, there!’ The old bitch put down her nose, ‘owned’ it, 
and away she went. By this time over came the pack, and over 
came Will : I just waved my hat on the line. ‘ Now,’ said I, 
‘ you see we have not lost a place ; let us see if we can keep it.’ 
Coming to the fence, I did not see the couple and a half that had 
gone off beyond it. ‘Ware hounds,’ cried I to my friend: the 
words were scarce out of my mouth before I saw the old lady 
streaming away stern down, leading the other couple. ‘ Go along/ 
cried I to my friend, making the same hint do for the grey, to whom, 
remembering his former propensity to baulk, I gave a refresher as 
hint conclusive. He took the fence beautifully ; the body of the 
pack, who had regularly raced along a headland, taking the same 
fence in their swing. 
“‘Yoik forward, good lads!’ screeches Will, driving Claret 
through a bullfinch to the left of his hounds, to avoid being too 
close on them. 
“ ‘ Keep to the right/ cried I to my companion, ‘ or you’ll be 
among them if they turn/ Reaching the second fence, the leading 
hound threw up for a moment, then hit it off, and went away like 
a rocket. 
“‘All right/ said I; ‘he is off for Redlands; we shall have a 
taste of the brook presently.’ The short turn the hounds had made 
let all the field up. We were now going a clipper down hill to the 
meadows, the brook before us : in went old Termagant, still leading. 
“ ‘ Over he is,’ cried Will, ‘close to my side.’ The clergy- 
man I had mentioned had, as usual, got in front ; over his horse 
went like a flying fish, almost skimming the water ; ditto Fearon 
one hind leg just, and only just, breaking the opposite bank; young 
Roberts gave his hat his usual thrust down on his head, his old 
