The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1897-12-04
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ID Old Virginia.

tnem, are ddSnlng aftCr the quarry.
The hounds have recovered themselves
and are bounding along with their
noses To the ground. on hot scent.
They are SO close together that. as the
huntsman remarks admiringly 10 Miss
Scarlet Feather as they ride side by
side, You could cover them with a
tablecloth."
out Of the meadow. up the road for
quarter OF a mile and then a short turn
To the left takes them over some rocky
ground, with tree stumps scattered
about 90 make il more interesting. The
course is straight over Candler's noun
tains, and "a good stiff country it is
The little red animal has not been seen
since he cleared Bull meadow, but the
scent is hot. and the hounds have set
tied down to business
Hello, here is brook. Just wide
enough to be nasty. The hounds do not
hesitate, for the scent is too good To be
broken by a mere trout stream. Into
IL and over il they go, while the horse
men settle into their saddles. ready for
good effort. Miss Blank has cleared
IL on her powerful bay mare. but Miss
Scarlet Feather has noticed a primitive
wooden bridge not far above. and she
is making for IL licketysplit. Some
OF the men follow her while others try
the water jump All one OF them has
missed II. His horse just reached the
opposite bank with his fore feet, but
the earth is soft. and il has let him
drPp into the water, rider and all. There
is "A loundering and splashing. while
everybody stops To look. and To help. IL
need he. But the water is only few
q 4 a -.
To struggle out with his red coat stain
ed with mud and probably pool of
water inside his corduroy breeches
There is general laugh as the whole
hunt gets over the brook somehow. and
away they go again. fun cry
1t is breather for the horses. this
running up hill. and the riders are
obliged to ease up little i'm, mercy to
their animals. This is the opportunity
of the fox. who has reached clump Of
woods over to the right and has man
aged To throw the hounds off the scent
The crowd gathers, around the thicket
while the hounds run hither and thith-
es yelping and whining I'm their per-
plcxhy. There is nothing for it but to
skirt the wood. for the huntsman. out
of the profundity of his experience.
the trees long. So they all go around
until they reach the clear space on the
other side. where the mountain before
them il silhouetted against the sky as
sharply as If cut out with gigantic scis-
sors. The hounds find the scent and go
up the incline bravely. although their
task becomes more and more toisome
as they proceed
sf'Tally ho-
What is the meaning OF that ear
splitting blast OF the horn, followed by
the huntsman's maniacal shrek?
IL is the view halo.
The fox is I'm sight. Far away up the
hillside he is darting along. apparently
as fresh as ever He is making for the
big woods near the crest OF the noun
tain. Let him reach them. and he may
carry his brush home safely tonight, i'm
spite of the whole hunt club, dogs and
all. Now comes the tug of war. Just
one little creature fighting for his fife
against some "a men and women and
a pack of hounds. But it looks as If
the fugitive would be the victor unless
the horses can put on more steam. In
the excitement the hunters forget to
consider their animals. and there is a
marked ouickening of the pace as the