The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-06-11


The rest of the dogs, headed by Whale
bone, Ruth and Music, were by this time
well out of the woods, and the hunters
who were not far away, cheered them
on. They were running beautifully, and
Joe Maxwell could afford 10 say so.
They'll not be far away when the end
comes,' he remarked "And if that Old
fox has any grit in him, he'll be caught
somewhere between this hill and the point
of woods the dogs came out Of"
why, he's running away from here"
cried Buster John
"Of course" said Joe Maxwell land be-
fore many minutes have passed, dell dis
cover that he can't play the Old game. OF
course, if this isn't the old fox we're after,
Wen never see the dogs catch him. They'll
be coming back presently, and wen have
to see If there is any hair between their
teeth. If it Is the old fox he'll run away
till he hears Hodo close at hand, and then
he'll get scared and try to reach home
again"
''The rest are following the dogs" said
Buster John, ruefully, as he saw them
galloping in the sunlight.
And you're SORRY you're not with em,"
suggested Joe Maxwell. wen, they'll see
no more of the race than we have seen,
even If they are after the wrong fox. If
they're after the right one, wen probably
have him ready for their inspection by
the time they get back. But we're not
going to stand here" he said, reassuringly.
1--WE are going TO gallop over there and be
ready TO put Hodo right at his heels when
he comes back"
This they did. In fact, as Butterfly was
chafng at the Bit Joe Maxwell let him
have his head on the firm Bermuda turf,
and he went flying along in a way that
thrilled Buster John. A mife of this sort
of travelling was enough TO satisfy But
terhy's ambition for awhile, and he was
willing to stand quietly when his rider
finally drew rein.
The dogs could be heard runnig far
away, their voices borne back on the
morning breeze like the echoes Of me.
lodious complain.ngs. Joe Maxwell look
ed at his watch again. The hunt had been
going on twenty minutes.
That's the right fox" said the young
fellow, "and he's pretty game, or he
would have made his double before this
Finally the dogs went out Of hearing al
together, and Buster Jonn took advantage
OF that fact to follow win his finger on
Maxwells leg the entire outline of the
triple loop by means Of which old Scar
Face had been in the habit of throwing
his pursuers off.
IF he had had an hours start" said
performance, but he's had his work cut
out for him this morning. Maybe he was
making one of his loops beyond the point
of woods yonder. Yes, sir! That's just
what he was up tot The dog came out of
the woods not twenty-five yards from
where they came in.
mo; they're coming back" replied
Maxwell.
II don't hear them" said Buster John
Nor L." Maxwell admitted, but But
terhy does
And sure enough the thin and sensitive
ears of the horse pointed forward, and he
was listening intently. Presently a muir
murine singing sound was heard. like the
humming OF bees 1t grew founder by de-
grees, and seemed to be coming nearer and
nearer.
Hes due here pretty soon If he's on
schedule time" said Joe Maxwell in low
voice. Keep perfectly still, don't move,
I want you to see how Hodo manages this
sort of thing.
AS the dogs topped a distant hill their
voices sounded like clash Of symbals,
with fun brass band accompaniment. They
seemed to be nearer than they really
were.
'Yonder he comes" said Buster John,
under his breath. He had his hand on Joe
MaxwelTs arm and he indicated the posi-
ton of Old Scar-Face with his thumb.
The old fox was running bravely. He
showed none Of the usual symptoms of de-
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