. Hound and horn in Jedforest : being some experiences of a Scottish / by T. Scott Anderson ; illustrations by G. Denholm Armour. ooked at her, and wereas steady as the proverbial rock, and I dreamt noevil. There was a hunting gate close to the cornerof the plantation, and the catch-chain was low,necessitating bending well over to reach down toit. I was fumbling with it when, my back beingturned to the pack, first the terriers, then one ortwo young hounds leapt over the wall, and mistakingold Batters hoarse rate for a cheer of encouragement,one or two more, till, in a surprisingly short
. Hound and horn in Jedforest : being some experiences of a Scottish / by T. Scott Anderson ; illustrations by G. Denholm Armour. ooked at her, and wereas steady as the proverbial rock, and I dreamt noevil. There was a hunting gate close to the cornerof the plantation, and the catch-chain was low,necessitating bending well over to reach down toit. I was fumbling with it when, my back beingturned to the pack, first the terriers, then one ortwo young hounds leapt over the wall, and mistakingold Batters hoarse rate for a cheer of encouragement,one or two more, till, in a surprisingly short time, allhad disappeared and were running in chase with acry that was full enough to have come from thethroats of twenty-five couples, and strong enoughto bring down the trees about their heads. Gal-loping down the side of the wall to the low corner,I was just in time to see a scared-looking fox jumpon the top of the wall, and with a twist of hisbrush, as quickly jump back again. He must havedone this almost into the jaws of his pursuers, andfrom the redoubled chorus I judged they had gota view of him. One turn round and he broke. With a twist of bis quarters flung himself over with afoot and a half to spare. BY INVITATION 89 at the bottom with eight and a half couple closeat him; and the complexity of the situation wasapparent when I realised that the smaller portionof the pack left behind were also in chase, andrunning backward in the opposite direction. Shout-ing to old Batters to go on with these and stop them,hearing his fervent Heeven help us, this is a queerbeginnin, and catching a glimpse of the ^ Omega mare dancing on her hind-legs, her petrified riderclasping her round the neck, I went off in first fence was a high unswitched hedge witha low rail in the corner under a tree—a place forany hunter to pop over leisurely and so my old ^chaser. He went at it full tilt,and with a twist of his quarters flung himself overwith about a foot and a h
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