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and came out in the woods, when they began nosing 
about a brush pile within twenty yards of where 
I had taken my stand on a fallen log. Suddenly 
Belle gave one loud screech as a big buck rabbit 
jumped out on the other side of the pile. Bill saw 
him and opened up also, and a sight chase down 
through the wood ensued. What a chattering! 
What a clamor of voices! Belle’s rich notes went 
well with the deep tones of Bill, and down the woods 
they came with Bunny not thirty yards ahead. It 
was too fast for him and he took refuge in another 
brush pile, but here Charlie and I intervened. The 
dogs were becoming too excited. Charlie caught 
and held them, and after a short interval, as Charlie 
kept the dogs away so they could not see what was 
transpiring, I routed Bunny out. When he was well 
on the way, going 1 ipperty-lip down through the 
woods, Charlie put them on the line. Both struck 
simultaneously, and what a drive they gave us! 
On they went, “Vow, yow, yow!” intermingled with 
the sonorous “Oow, oow, oow!” until it seemed that 
the notes fairly tumbled over each other in finding 
expression. Belle had the lead at times, but Bill 
frequently picked the checks, and as they went on 
through the woods, down around the briar patch, 
along the edge of the creek and back again into 
the woods it was give-and-take. Once there was a 
long check, but Belle picked it this time and went 
flying through the timber over toward the snake 
fence. Here both Charlie and I changed our posi¬ 
tions and stood on a fallen log near the fence, down 
by the creek. We had seen much of the rabbit 
during this running, for he seemed to have a world 
