The plain forms a wide valley, with a river winding through the centre, and we galloped over the patinas after the greyhounds in full speed.

There was no mistaking the bay.

I could now distinguish Merriman's fine voice in addition to that of old Smut, and a general chorus of other tongues joined in, till the woods rang again.

The horses knew the sport, and away they went, but suddenly over went old Jack, belly-deep in a bog, and sent me flying over his head.

There is nothing like companionship in an accident, and Momus accordingly pitched upon his nose in the same bog, my brother describing a fine spread-eagle as he sprawled in the soft ground, We were close to the bay; the horses extricated themselves directly, and again mounting we rode hard to the spot The buck was at bay in the river, and the exhausted dogs were yelling at him from the bank.