tried the irish trick � for he was a rare keen � of running up the hills by his horse s head it was all to no use and he had to give it up so then there was only the the whip and � all going strong but the country got worse and worse and the hills were and more thickly covered in and the horses were over their all the time and the place was with rabbit holes but the hounds were still along and the could tt the green flag etc not afford to pick their steps as they down one slope the hounds were always flowing up the opposite one until it looked like that game where the one figure in falling makes the other one rise but never a glimpse did they get of the fox although they knew very well that he must be only a very short way ahead for the scent to lie so strong and then heard a crash and a at his elbow and looking round he saw a pair of white and top boots kicking out of a of the whip s horse had stumbled and the whip was out of the running and the down for an instant and then seeing the man staggering to his feet all right they turned and settled into their once more joe the was a famous old rider known for five round bu he reckoned upon his second horse and the second horses had all been left many miles behind however the one he was riding was good enough for anything with such a upon his back and he was going as well as when he started as to he was going better with every stride his own feelings improved and the mind of the rider has its influence upon the mind of the horse the stout little was gathering its muscular limbs under it and stretching to the gallop as if it were steel and instead of flesh and blood had never come to the end of its powers yet and to day he had such a chance of them as he had never had before there was a pasture country beyond the slopes and for several miles the two were either losing as they with their crop handles or the at the bars of gates or gaining it again as they galloped over the fields those were the days before this accursed wire came into the country and you could generally break a hedge where you could not fly it so they did not trouble the gates more than they could help then they were down in a hard lane where they had to their pace and through a farm where a man came shouting excitedly after them but they had no time to stop and listen to him for the hounds were on some only two fields ahead it was sloping upwards that and the horses were over their in the red soft soil when they reached the top they were blowing badly but a grand valley before them leading up to the open country of the south downs between there lay a belt of pine woods into which the hounds were streaming running now in a long straggling line and shedding one here and one there as they ran you could see the white and tan here and there where the were away but half the pack were still going well though the pace and distance had both been tremendous � two clear hours now without a check there was a drive through the pine wood � one of those green slightly drives where a horse can get the last yard out of itself for the ground is hard enough to give him dean going and yet enough to help him got alongside of the and they galloped together with their irons touching and the hounds within a hundred yards of them we have it all to ourselves said he yes sir we ve shook off the lot of em this time the green etc said old joe if we get this fox it s worth while im an stuffed r e s a curiosity e is it s the run i ever had in my cried d the that ever i ad an that means more said the old but what me is that we ve never ad a look at the beast must leave an scent be ind im when these can follow m like this and yet none of us have seen im when we ve ad a dear df mile view in front of us i expect we ll have a view of him presently said and in his mind he added at least i shall for the s horse was gasping as it ran and the white foam was pouring down it like the side of a washing tub they had followed the hounds one of the side tracks which led out of the main drive and that divided into a smaller track still where the branches across their faces as they went and there was barely room for one horse at a time took the lead and he heard the s horse along heavily behind him while his own mare was going with less spring than when she had started she answered to a touch of his crop or spur however and he felt that there was something still left to draw upon and then he looked up and there was a heavy wooden at the end of the narrow track with a lane of stiff young leading down to it which was far too thick to break through the hounds were running dear upon the grass land on the other side and you were bound either to get over that or lose sight of them for the pace was too hot to let you go the king of the well was 