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behind straw - stacks, frisk and hallooes at his hounds in what he gambol in the fields. The black- would call - real old Virginia smiths' shops at the cross roads fashion." and the Court-house villages are ** By G-d! it's a red,” says one thronged with coloured labourers of the small farmers, who has and tenants, whose masters, now perched hiroself on the top of the seeding-time is upon them, have fence, so as to look down over the suddenly remembered that every sloping tree-tops on to the opposite plough in the place is out of fix, hili. and not a harrow has its full com- “ The dogs are out of the wood, plement of teeth. The light breeze and are streakin' it up the broomfrom the south-west moans softly sedge field yonder-dawg my skin in the pines ; but among the de- if they ain't!” ciduous trees not a withered shred This is too much for the Doctor. of foliage is left for it to stir, “ Pull down the fence, gentleand the silence is complete. The men, for God's sake! and we'll push freshly awakened sunlight streams on up to the old Mathew's gravesoftly down between the leafless yard on top of the hill. We shall branches and the rugged trunks of see right smart of the chase from oak and chestnut, hickory and pop- there. I know that old fox; he'll lar, and plays upon the golden go straight to the pines on Squire carpet of wasted leaves that hides Harrison's quarter place.” the earth beneath them.

The four or five top rails are The Doctor, as he stands at the tossed off the snake fence; but edge of the forest, would ordinarily the Doctor can't wait for the reupon such a day be deep in agri- maining six. The long spur is cultural reveries of a most san- applied to the flank of the sorrel guine nature. But he is now wait- mare, the apple switch to her ing for one more note of evidence shoulder. Amid a crashing and that there is a prospect of what scattering of rotten chestnuthe would call “a chase”_hesitat- rails, the Doctor, cloak and specing as to the widow Gubbins. tacles, saddle-bags, pills, medicine

Suddenly there is a great com- bottles, and overalls, lands safely motion in the wooded valley be- in the corn-stalk field upon the neath, and in a few seconds you other side. The two farmers folmight be in Leicestershire spin- low through the fearful breach he ny, so busy and joyful are the has made, and they may soon all little pack with their tongues. be heard upon the opposite hill " That's a fox, any way," says the cheering and yelling to the hounds, Doctor to the sorrel mare ; and, which by this time are well out of likely as not, a red.”' Two small reach of such encouraging sounds. farmers, jogging down the road, Neither the country, nor the horse, pull up their horses and yell with nor the Doctor is adapted for the peculiar shrill scream that is riding to hounds; nor, as I have traditionally as much a part of before intimated, has the latter Virginia fox - hunting as the fa- any idea of doing so. miliar cries of the British hunting- man wants to hear as much as field are with us. The Doctor, possible-to see as much as posthough his voice is not what it sible-of the chase ; but when he was thirty years ago, catches the neither sees nor hears a great deal infection, and, standing up in his - which, when a strong red fox wooden leather - capped stirrups, goes straight away, is generally

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son, home from school for a holiIf his hounds eventually kill day, thinks it an opportunity their fox half - way

the for a rabbit-hunt in the pines becounty, friends and neighbours, hind the house not to be missed. who became accidental witnesses So Rambler and Fairfax are introof various stages of the chase, and duced to the proposed scene of action each of whom did their share of in the morning. After condescendhallooing and cheering, will send ing to an hour of this amusement, round word to the “old Doctor,” or they hold a canine consultation, “call by” the next time they and start for home, where they pass his house, and cheer his finally arrive about sundown, to heart with praises of his dogs. be made much of by the Doctor, The Doctor will probably have who has already heard of the finish bandaged Mrs Gubbins's leg, and from a negro who was splitting be half-way home by the time the rails close by. death-scene takes place, in some The Doctor's satisfaction is quite laurel thicket possibly miles and as great as if he had cut down a miles away from the corner where whole Leicestershire field in the we left our friend bursting through fastest thing of the season. His the fence. Not more than half- heart warms towards those undera-dozen, probably, of the fourteen sized, harsh-coated, slab-sided little or fifteen hounds with which the friends of his as he stands watching Doctor started, will assist at the the negro woman breaking up their finish. Two or three of the pup- supper of hot corn - bread with pies will have dropped out early buttermilk as a treat — on the in the day, and come home hunting back porch. They have all come rabbits all the way. Three or four in by this time, and scuffle and more are perhaps just over dis- growl and snap around the board temper, and will fall in their as the food is thrown to them. tracks, to come limping and crawl- The knowing ones take advantage ing home at noon. Rambler and of such an evening as this to assert, Fairfax, however, having assisted with more than usual assurance, at the finish, and being perhaps their right of entry to the house. the most knowing old dogs of the The Doctor has had his supper, lot, will have trotted round to old and hopes that no ominous shout Colonel Peyton's close by. They from the darkness will, for this are mighty hungry-for Virginia night at any rate, call him to some hounds won't touch foxes' flesh-- distant sick-bed. He has drawn and they succeed in slipping into up his one-armed rocking-chair to the log kitchen in the yard, while the parlour fire, and by the keroMelindy the cook is outside col- sene-lamp is poring over the last lecting chips, and abstracting from oration on free trade by that grand the top of the stove an entire ham. old Virginia gentleman and senaThe said ham was just prepared tor, Mr Jefferson Randolph Beverly for the Colonel's supper ; but in Page. Conscious, as it were, that fox-hunting all is forgiven. So some extra indulgence is deserved after a little burst of wrath he on this night, the dogs begin to reckons they are the old Doctor's crawl in. One by one, beginning dogs, shuts them up in the gran- with the oldest and wiliest and ary, and gives them a cake of corn- ending with the timidest puppy,

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behind straw - stacks, frisk and hallooes at his hounds in what he gambol in the fields. The black- would call " real old Virginia smiths' shops at the cross roads fashion." and the Court-house villages are “ By G-d ! it's a red,” says one thronged with coloured labourers of the small farmers, who has and tenants, whose masters, now perched hirmself on the top of the seeding-time is upon them, have fence, so as to look down over the suddenly remembered that every sloping tree-tops on to the opposite plough in the place is out of fix, hili. and not a harrow has its full com- “ The dogs are out of the wood, plement of teeth. The light breeze and are streakin' it up the broomfrom the south-west moans softly sedge field yonder—dawg my skin in the pines; but among the de- if they ain't !” ciduous trees not a withered shred This is too much for the Doctor. of foliage is left for it to stir, " Pull down the fence, gentleand the silence is complete. The men, for God's sake! and we'll push freshly awakened sunlight streams on up to the old Mathew's gravesoftly down between the leafless yard on top of the hill. We shall branches and the rugged trunks of see right smart of the chase from oak and chestnut, hickory and pop- there. I know that old fox; he'll lar, and plays upon the golden go straight to the pines on Squire carpet of wasted leaves that hides Harrison's quarter place.” the earth beneath them.

The four or five top rails are The Doctor, as he stands at the tossed off the snake fence; but edge of the forest, would ordinarily the Doctor can't wait for the reupon such a day be deep in agri- maining six. The long spur is cultural reveries of a most san- applied to the flank of the sorrel guine nature. But he is now wait- mare, the apple switch to her ing for one more note of evidence shoulder. Amid a crashing and that there is a prospect of what scattering of rotten chestnuthe would call “ a chase”—hesitat- rails, the Doctor, cloak and specing as to the widow Gubbins. tacles, saddle-bags, pills, medicine

Suddenly there is a great com- bottles, and overalls, lands safely motion in the wooded valley be- in the corn-stalk field upon the neath, and in a few seconds you other side. The two farmers folmight be in Leicestershire spin- low through the fearful breach he ny, so busy and joyful are the has made, and they may soon all little pack with their tongues. be heard upon the opposite hill “ That's a fox, any way,” says the cheering and yelling to the hounds, Doctor to the sorrel mare ; "and, which by this time are well out of likely as not, a red.” Two small reach of such encouraging sounds. farmers, jogging down the road, Neither the country, nor the horse, pull up their horses and yell with nor the Doctor is adapted for the peculiar shrill scream that is riding to hounds; nor, as I have traditionally as much a part of before intimated, has the latter Virginia fox - hunting as the fa- any idea of doing so.

The good miliar cries of the British hunting- man wants to hear as much field are with us. The Doctor, possible—to see as much as posthough his voice is not what it sible—of the chase ; but when he was thirty years ago, catches the neither sees nor hears a great deal infection, and, standing up in his — which, when a strong red fox wooden leather - capped stirrups, goes straight away, is generally

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the case—he will still take much bread apiece. The following day delight in collecting the details is Saturday, and the Colonel's from other sources.

son, home from school for a holiIf his hounds eventually kill day, thinks it an opportunity their fox half - way

the for a rabbit-hunt in the pines becounty, friends and neighbours, hind the house not to be missed. who became accidental witnesses So Rambler and Fairfax are introof various stages of the chase, and duced to the proposed scene of action each of whom did their share of in the morning. After condescendhallooing and cheering, will send ing to an hour of this amusement, round word to the sold Doctor," or they hold a canine consultation, “ call by" the next time they and start for home, where they pass his house, and cheer his finally arrive about sundown, to heart with praises of his dogs. be made much of by the Doctor, The Doctor will probably have who has already heard of the finish bandaged Mrs Gubbins's leg, and from a negro who was splitting be half-way home by the time the rails close by. death-scene takes place, in some The Doctor's satisfaction is quite laurel thicket possibly miles and as great as if he had cut down a miles away from the corner where whole Leicestershire field in the we left our friend bursting through fastest thing of the season. His the fence. Not more than half- heart warms towards those undera-dozen, probably, of the fourteen sized, harsh-coated, slab-sided little or fifteen hounds with which the friends of his as he stands watching Doctor started, will assist at the the negro woman breaking up their finish. Two or three of the pup- supper of hot corn - bread with pies will have dropped out early buttermilk a treat — on the in the day, and come home hunting back porch. They have all come rabbits all the way. Three or four in by this time, and scuffle and more are perhaps just over dis- growl and snap around the board temper, and will fall in their as the food is thrown to them. tracks, to come limping and crawl- The knowing ones take advantage ing home at noon. Rambler and of such an evening as this to assert, Fairfax, however, having assisted with more than usual assurance, at the finish, and being perhaps their right of entry to the house. the most knowing old dogs of the The Doctor has had his supper, lot, will have trotted round to old and hopes that no ominous shout Colonel Peyton's close by. They from the darkness will, for this are mighty hungry-for Virginia night at any rate, call him to some hounds won't touch foxes' flesh-- distant sick-bed. He has drawn and they succeed in slipping into up his one-armed rocking-chair to the log kitchen in the yard, while the parlour fire, and by the keroMelindy the cook is outside col- sene-lamp is poring over the last lecting chips, and abstracting from oration on free trade by that grand the top of the stove an entire ham. old Virginia gentleman and senaThe said ham was just prepared tor, Mr Jefferson Randolph Beverly for the Colonel's supper; but in Page. Conscious, as it were, that fox-hunting all is forgiven. So some extra indulgence is deserved after a little burst of wrath he on this night, the dogs begin to reckons they are the old Doctor's crawl in. One by one, beginning dogs, shuts them up in the gran- with the oldest and wiliest and ary, and gives them a cake of corn- ending with the timidest puppy,

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behind straw - stacks, frisk and hallooes at his hounds in what he gambol in the fields. The black would call "real old Virginia smiths' shops at the cross roads fashion." and the Court-house villages are " By G-d! it's a red,” says one thronged with coloured labourers of the small farmers, who has and tenants, whose masters, now perched hiroself on the top of the seeding-time is upon them, have fence, so as to look down over the suddenly remembered that every sloping tree-tops on to the opposite plough in the place is out of fix, bill. and not a harrow has its full com- " The dogs are out of the wood, plement of teeth. The light breeze and are streakin' it up the broomfrom the south-west moans softly sedge field yonder-dawg my skin in the pines; but among the de- if they ain't !” ciduous trees not a withered shred This is too much for the Doctor. of foliage is left for it to stir, « Pull down the fence, gentleand the silence is complete. The men, for God's sake! and we'll push freshly awakened sunlight streams on up to the old Mathew's gravesoftly down between the leafless yard on top of the hill. We shall branches and the rugged trunks of see right smart of the chase from oak and chestnut, hickory and pop- there. I know that old fox; he'll lar, and plays upon the golden go straight to the pines on Squire carpet of wasted leaves that hides Harrison's quarter place.” the earth beneath them.

The four or five top rails are The Doctor, as he stands at the tossed off the snake fence; but edge of the forest, would ordinarily the Doctor can't wait for the reupon such a day be deep in agri- maining six. The long spur is cultural reveries of a most san- applied to the Aank of the sorrel guine nature. But he is now wait- mare, the apple switch to her ing for one more note of evidence shoulder. Amid a crashing and that there is a prospect of what scattering of rotten chestnuthe would call “a chase”—hesitat- rails, the Doctor, cloak and specing as to the widow Gubbins. tacles, saddle-bags, pills, medicine

Suddenly there is a great com- bottles, and overalls, lands safely motion in the wooded valley be in the corn-stalk field upon the neath, and in a few seconds you other side. The two farmers folmight be in Leicestershire spin- low through the fearful breach he ny, so busy and joyful are the has made, and they may soon all little pack with their tongues. be heard upon the opposite hill “ That's a fox, any way,” says the cheering and yelling to the hounds, Doctor to the sorrel mare ; "and, which by this time are well out of likely as not, a red.” Two small reach of such encouraging sounds. farmers, jogging down the road, Neither the country, nor the horse, pull up their horses and yell with nor the Doctor is adapted for the peculiar shrill scream that is riding to hounds; nor, as I have traditionally as much a part of before intimated, has the latter Virginia fox - hunting as the fa- any idea of doing so.

The good miliar cries of the British hunting- man wants to hear as

much field are with us. The Doctor, possible--to see as much as posthough his voice is not what it sible-of the chase ; but when he was thirty years ago, catches the neither sees nor hears a great deal infection, and, standing up in his — which, when a strong red fox wooden leather - capped stirrups, goes straight away, is generally

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