The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1881-03-09
Pursued by BlOOdhOmndS.


ioy,h the pedestrian, correspondent of
London sporting newspaper related
story which he heard from Mountioy's
own lips. Hearing Lord w. boast that
his bloodhounds would track any living
thing, by scent alone, Col. A. wagered
hundred guineas they would not track
man. and asked Mountioy to win the
wager for him, assuring the startled pc
destrian that there was no danger of the
dogs catching him, as they were slow
runners, and he would take care suf-
fcient start was allowed him the object
being simply to test their powers OF
scent The trial dul came off over
three miles of ground round Hampstead
heath. After the dogs had shifted at
Mountjoy's legs, he made his way leis-
urely for half the course, when the flag
was dropped and the hounds set loose.
They tracked their quarry splendidly,
but we're 600 yards behind when Mount
10Y reached the inn at the end Of the
course and shut the door upon them,
outside Of which they howled their dis
satisfaction until removed by their
keeper.
Disbelievers in the bloodhound's scent
we're still unconvinced, averring that
they had sighted the man for part Of
the Journey, at least and, to settle the
point beyond dispute, another match
was made, to be run at night, the dis
lance this time being but mile and a
half. Unconscious of foul play, Mount
Joy went gayly on his way, but had not
accomplished more than two-thirds Of
TIE distance allowed him by the con-
diions when his hair stood on enc as the
cry of the dogs, hot upon his trail,
reached his ears They had p,uposely
been slipped before the proper time,
without any warming. "For one Sec
ond," said he, ~ stood stock still, as if
had been frozen, and then dashed
away and ran, as had never done bo-
fore and have never done since. | was
in perfect training and condition, but
the cold sweat broke out from every pore
and poured down my body, while my
legs seemed like lead, and tremblcd all
over. Still | kept desperately on, while
nearer and nearer came the deep, hoarse
bay of the hounds, as the scent grew
warmer and they knew they were run
ming up to their prey. I thought | was
lost. Those few seconds were like weeks,
and wondered whether they would grip
me first by the leg or fly straight at my
throat. Luckily l did not lose my head;
and after the first mad burst / settled
down and raced away at Il pace which L
knew would last the distance but still
closer and closer came the horrible cry,
that sounded like my death knell and,
in sheer desperation, / put on all the
speed | could. At last | saw the lights
OF the lonely little inn, and my heart
rose within me; but at that very in
slant the brutes broke out into fierce,
savage yell, that told me they had sight
oil me at last. There was small gar
den infront of the house, and as tiewup
to it I saw the gate was shut. How I
did it never knew, but, blown and ex-
hausted with terror and the pace as was,
cleared it, darted through the door,
which fortunately stood open, and, slam.
ming it to- stood with my back against
it. The lock had hardly closed when
bang bang against the panels came
my terrible pursuers and then they lay
down andi yelled savagely at finding
themselves baked of their prey"
As soon as he felt himself safe, rage
took the place of fear and, Selling hold
Of bottle, Mountioy swore he would
brain Lord W. if he entered the place,
threat no would have fulfilled had not
those present got him out of the room
in time to prevent most justifable
homicide.
A Missing Railroad.
When Cheyenne was at the zenith Of
its glory, sign of General offices of
the Cheyenne, Pacific Slope and Sand
wich Islands RAILROAD" was hung out
without creating the least surprise. If
one person had asked another where the
depot of said railroad was, there might
have been some hesitation about answer
ing, but it was some time after the sign
was out before any special inquiries be-
gan to be made. Then an Eastern man
walked in one day, carpet-bag in hand,
and said:
"Isuppose you connect at San Fran
cisco with the regular steamers ;"
"Well, yes; l suppose we shall, was
the hesitating reply.
"Shall /? Isn't your road through yet9'
"Well, not quite"
"Do you take in Salt Lake?"
"Salt Lake? Yes; l think we do"
How much for ticket?"
We'll, can't say exactly, as we have
none on sale Just yet. !"
Can get one at the depot?"
"Well, | think not ; we haven't any
depot yet"
"Can 1 pay on tho train ?"
"Well, you see, we have no trains
yet"
81 suppose / can walk on the track ?"
persisted the stranger.
well, l should have no objection il
We had track"
'" No depot, no tickets, no trains, no
tracks What sort of railroad have
you got anyhow"
well, you see it's only on paper
mus far, but as soon as we can sell So,
Wo,OOO worth Of stock we shall begin
grading and rush business right along.
Hyou happen to be along when we get
10 going we will put you through as low
sany other responsible route"
The stranger stuck his hands in his
pockets, stared hard, whistled softly,
and then walked out on tip-toe without
anotherword.- Val Street Daily NeWS.
4 Fierce Father.
According to the old English novels
and comedies fathers were brutal ole
yrants, who never did the decent thing
except on the sly. If the poor heroines
Oh Fielding and Smollett could read O.
THIS st. Louis father how they would re
|olce for their sisters of this better day
do you love him ?" asked her fa
Their.
Geraldine laughed in spite OF herself
have a strong impression that hi
would scarcely ask me to marry him un
less he thouoht rvoffv wall of me-