Outing . up by the hind tootand shook him there was arattle and jingle and we wereshocked to see a strap andshort chain attached to hisneck! It was my innings for alittle time, but Ned vowedbefore heaven that it was nota plant, that he hadnttethered the victim there forthe occasion, and declared hisundying resolve to find a realfox with gumption enoughunder his skin to make areal run. And he found one beforelong that qualified partially. Ned sawit first as he always did, for he had awonderfully keen eye, and he told meto try the glasses. Half a mile distant,standing on the side of a slight ris
Outing . up by the hind tootand shook him there was arattle and jingle and we wereshocked to see a strap andshort chain attached to hisneck! It was my innings for alittle time, but Ned vowedbefore heaven that it was nota plant, that he hadnttethered the victim there forthe occasion, and declared hisundying resolve to find a realfox with gumption enoughunder his skin to make areal run. And he found one beforelong that qualified partially. Ned sawit first as he always did, for he had awonderfully keen eye, and he told meto try the glasses. Half a mile distant,standing on the side of a slight rise,was a fine fox watching us. He wasvery plain in the powerful glasses, butas I handed them to Ned the quarryslipped over the rise and drove to the knoll as quickly as wecould, but though Buck took the trackand tore around eagerly, his tail awhirltill it formed a veritable halo around hisrear, it all came to nothing and that chaseended where it began. But there is an absurdly hopeful streak. SPORT, THE COLLIE, WAS THE LEAI in the disposition of every hunter, andwe were no exceptions. In fact, wehad arrived at a frame of mind whereinwe felt that we must now have had allthe bad luck and that any new develop-ments must be a break in our favor. Sowe reeled off a few more ! There! Ned clutched my knee and pointedwTith his eyes. On the top of a blackknoll a hundred yards off stood a mag-nificent fox. He was silhouetted abovethe horizon, broadside to us, head high,brush asweep, tense, alert—a beautifulanimal statue, till in a moment he flippedover the hill-top out of our sight. Thedogs did not see him. That fellow intends tohide there; hes not going torun, said Ned. You driveon. If he goes that wayyoull meet him. Ill slip upbehind the hill wTith the dogs. He fine THE DEATH SCENE WAS SHORT So I drove slowly alongthe road, while Ned, withthe dogs at heel, climbedthrough the fence and stoleup the hill. They reachedthe top and paused a mo-ment, the hounds alert
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