Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-11-16

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plse-that an eager. joyous light had
sprung 10 bis eyes; but before che could
cay word there came shout from The
huntsman. . yell from the leading lice,
simultaneous yelp from the ours and
mongreis among the ''irregulars," and
her horse leape1 ct the bit and went tear
ing Of toward the Monee, foremost In
mad pursuit Of wild careering Jack"
'sComel" -ahe called, as she glanced
over her shoulder; but the sight was one
that only added to her wrath. Nolan.
plunging and snorting, was held 10 the
spot, while his rider. sitting like Q CEN
taur, was still eagerly gazing over into
the distant cottonwoods The next In
slant she realized that all the field were
laundering at her heels. and the instinct
Of the sportsman came to her aid. She
could not be beaten In the chase.
For half mile Bunny shot like streak
Of light straight away southwestward,
the hounds punched In slaty, sweeping
cloud not thirty yards behind the bobbing
tuft Of his tail. Then he began a long
circle towards the stream, a. though to
head for "break" that extended some
rods back from the line Of bluffs. Another
minute and he had reached its partial
shelter and darted in. For the next min
ute no was lost to sight Of his human
pursuers, but presently flashed into view
again down In the creek bottom and
'streaking It. up along the northern
bank, with the whole pack at his heels.
The bluffs were steep just here, some Of
the riders asstrihe timid, and all the
"field" refined in little as they made
tho descent; Dana, Mrs. Belknap, Parke,
Mrs. Lawrence, Graham, the colonel and
Mrs. Sprague Strengthened out for their
pursuit in the order named, the instant
they reached the level Of the valley. The
hounds were far ahead by this time, and
the two light troopers In charge Of them
close at their heels; but who-what was
the figure that flashed into view between
those huntsmen and the field, darting like
arrow from the fringe of willows and
dashing straight in wake Of the quarry2
Thirty yards ahead Of the foremost riders
Of the Rossiter party superb English
hunter, the bit In his teeth, his eyes afire
and his head high in air, fresh, vigorous,
raging with long imprisoned passion for
the sport Of the old island home, gaining
on the hounds at every stride, and defy.
ing the utmost efforts Of his rider, leaped
from the covert of the timber into sight
Of one and all, bearing lovely but most
reluctant victim on his back.
In vain with might and main she
leaned back and tugged at the reins:
though checked in his speed, the horse
still tore ahead, keeping straight for the
hounds, leaping in his easy stride every
little gully or "branch" that crossed his
path. Bunny took sudden dive into
the timber, fairly flew across q narrow,
gravelly rapid, and darted up on the OPP
posite bank: the hounds veered In pur-
suit, the huntsmen wavered and sought
along the bank for better place to cross,
but the mettlesome English bay lunged
through in the very wake Of the hounds,
crumbling the sandy banks and crashing
through the pebbly stream bed. Out ON
the southern slopes went Bunny, close
followed by the hounds; out OIL their trail
went the big hunter, but his riders hat
has been brushed away in the wild dash
through the timber, and now fame Of
beautiful golden hair-a great wave of
light-flies on the wind over his glossy
back, and. though she still leans over the
cantlc tugging hard at the reins. she is
plainly losing strength. Some Of the
Rossiter party burst through the timber
in pursuit; some still ride hopefully up
the north bank. and these are rewarded.
for once again poor, badgered, bewil-
dered Bunny makes sudden swerve,
and. throwing half the hounds far be-
hind, darts second time to the shelter
Of the banks. with the other half closer
at his heels than before.
Those who were watching see the big
hunter making long, circular sweep,
then once again bring up in the wake Of
the leaders, once more go leaping, plung-
ing, crashing through the stream, and,
in another minute, rabbit, hounds,
huntsmen, the "feld," and the fair in
cognita are all strung out in chase along
the northern shore, and all eyes can Geo
that she is an English girl and well nigh
exhausted. Still, no man can catch that
hunter and lay hands on the rein. She
is riding with the foremost now, leading
the troopers, even, and still Bunny spins
along in front, the hounds gnashing not
six feet behind him. A little point Of
bluff juts out just ahead; the stream
winds round its base and takes o turn
northward for dozen rods. Bunny
shoots the turn like the pilot of the
lightning express, the hounds strain to
make it without loss Of vantage gained,
the big hunter sways outward to the
very verge Of the steep and crumbling
bank, and a groan goes up from the
breathless pursuers; but he rallies and
straightens once more in the track, and
the golden hair, streaming in advance.
Is the orifamme Of the chase. Then as
they round the point Dana gives shout
Of Joy. Straight down the slopes,
straight and swift as rode the daring
huzzar from whom he got his name,
when he bore the fatal message like
arrow fight from the Sapoune crest at
Balaklava, down the bluffs to the right
front comes Nolan, with Ned Perry on
his blackberry, with set. rcsolute. yet
almost frenzied face-Perry with eyes
that flash blue fire in the intensity Of
their gaze, and Nolan's vigorous strides
have brought him in circling sweep. in
just ten seconds more, close to the hun
ter's quarter, close behind the fluttering
skirt.
Just ahead there Is another sudden
turn to the left; the stream goes one
way, the bluffs another, and between
them lies a five-acre patch Of level prairie
thickiy studded. here, there. everywhere.
with tiny earthen mounds and tiny, gap
ing, treacherous holes--a prairie dog
village, by all that's awful! and that
runaway hunter. mad in the chase Of
the sweeping hounds, is in the midst Of
1t before mortal hand can check or
swerve him. Another second. and they
who pursue have veered to right OF left