The life of a fox written by himself . way. At times they were all quite silent, and could not hunt my scent at all, owing probably to the ground and covert where the hounds had been running so often being stained. This dreadful state of things went on for a length of time, till at last I heard them halloo Tally-ho ! tally-ho ! gone away. Shortly after this the hounds left the covert, hunting after the fox which was seen to go away, and which again happened to be our mother. The men soon found out their mistake ; and as they were some time absent, they must have had difficulty in stopping them
The life of a fox written by himself . way. At times they were all quite silent, and could not hunt my scent at all, owing probably to the ground and covert where the hounds had been running so often being stained. This dreadful state of things went on for a length of time, till at last I heard them halloo Tally-ho ! tally-ho ! gone away. Shortly after this the hounds left the covert, hunting after the fox which was seen to go away, and which again happened to be our mother. The men soon found out their mistake ; and as they were some time absent, they must have had difficulty in stopping them, which at first I heard them trying to do. Meanwhile I had been flattering myself that I was safe, and that once more I had escaped ; but quickly I heard them coming back very quietly, as if intending again to hunt me. Previously to this I had found a rabbits burrow, into which I crept. I was luckily, as it happened, too much distressed and too heated to remain there, and left it, and went to the opposite side of the covert. At this. o ^ WILYS STORY 23 time a cold storm of wind and rain came on, not-withstanding which an old hound or two got on myline of scent, and hunted it back the contrary wayto that which I had gone, till they came to therabbit burrow, where they stopped, and began bay-ing and scratching with their feet at the entrance. There can be little doubt that hounds have alanguage well understood by each other, and I nevercan forget the noise made by the whole pack as theyall immediately came to the spot; the men hallooed Whoop ! whoop ! have at him, my lads ; and onewas ordered to fetch a terrier, and tools for the time they were at this, I stole away fromthe covert in another direction, and so saved mylife. It seems they soon found out that I had leftthe earth, tried the covert over again, and thenwent home, vowing my destruction another day. This was warning enough to prevent my remain-ing longer in or near this covert for the fa
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