Omaha daily bee., 1899-06-11
Copyright, 1899, by Joel Chandler Harris)
PART Y.
Hodo Gets Ills Blood Up.

Hodo Gets His Blood Up.
Old Scar-Face would have had quite a
shivery feeling II he had known that the
wailing cry he heard was the voice of Mr..
Collingsworth's Music, telling the rest of
the hounds that she had discovered the drag
OF a fox. Although Joe Maxwell, with
Buster John behind him. and Hodo trotting
in a dignined way at his horses heels, had
gone directly into the public road by way OF
the gate near the spring, the rest of the
huntsmen, led by the White Haired Master,
went through the ginhouse lot. The dogs,
delighted to be free once more, and en-
thusiastic over the prospect of a chase,
went galloping about the place, nosing in
every corner; not because they expected to
find the scent OF a fox thereabouts, but be-
cause 1t is their nature.
1t fell to the lot of Music TO pass near
the spot where Old Scar-Face had caught
the hen the night before. A few feathers
we're lying scattered about. These Music
investigated, and Immediately her nose made
an important discovery. a fox had passed
that way! Whereupon she lifted up her
voice TO warn the whole pack. Some re-
s%ponded, while others thought it was a piece
of folly. and went trotting along about their
business. But Music persisted.
Mr.. Collingsworth stopped his horse and
lth huN . " ASN ~ oNAS N
world" said he.
'Pooh!' cried Mr.. Dennis contemptuously;
you've been training your dogs with a cat
skin. Call the silly creature off, or you will
have all the dogs going at full cry after
a neighborhood tomcat."
Just then MIR. Dennis Ruth put in
what did / tell you?' he insisted. al
there's a fox within a radius of five miles
this chase OF a tomcat will scare him out
of the country"
Watt" said Mr.. Fitzpatrick; "I hear
Whalebone trying to whimper, and / know
mighty well he's not interested in cats"
The rain had taken a good deal of the
snap out of the drag. Joe Maxwell ex
planned to Buster John afterwards but TIL
hounds knew their business. They funt
themselves about trying to hit upon a freshei
scent, but finally worked back to the gin
house, from the ginhouse to the road, ant
along the road to the bars. They Works
very quietly. Muslc's warning walls hat
not been repeated, but she, as well as tn
rest, knuckled down to business, working
with occasional whines and half-barks.
Joe Maxwell and Buster John had alread,
arrived at the bars that opened into tn
seige field. When Hodo saw that all tn
rest OF the hounds were coming in his direc
ton he lost his dignity so far as to examine
the ground near the bars.
III that fox was fool enough to go dow
to the barn during the night he's fool enough
TO stay in this field until he heard Musi
bark awhile ago. II that's so, he'll neve
run ahead of the dogs any more" Thi
was Joe Maxwell's conclusion.
Old Fountain, somewhat belated for hi
going had not been decided on till the las
moment), came galloping up, riding a mule
dismounted and flung down the bars. Some
how, it seemed to Buster John that fling
ing down the bars had brought daylight
for, as the last one fell, he locked abou
him, and everything was plainly visible
He could see the rest of the hunters con-
ing along the lane that led from the gin
house lot, and he could see Hodo c%anterin
rapidly toward the pine thicket, where h
had seen Old Scar-Face.
when he's up, where does he rum" 10
Maxwell asked Fountain.
Straight lords de pint er woods eros
yander, an den he bars ter de lef, aller
ter de lef'."
At this instant Hodo gave a fierce chal
lenge, to which Joe Maxwell responded wit