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Yesterday we were in the saddle for ten hours. The dogs ran one lynx down and killed it among the rocks after a vigorous scuffle. It was in a hole and only two of them could get at it. YESTERDAY WE WERE IN THE SADDLE FOR TEN HOURS THE DOGS RAN ONE LYNX DOWN AND KILLED IT AMONG THE ROCKS AFTER A VIGOROUS SCUFFLE IT WAS IN A HOLE AND ONLY TWO OF THEM COULD GET AT IT
n the afternoon we put up another, and had a very good hour's run, the dogs baying until the glens rang again to the echoes, as they worked hither and thither through the ravines. We walked our ponies up and down steep, rock-strewn, and tree-clad slopes, where it did not seem possible a horse could climb, and on the level places we got one or two smart gallops. At last the lynx went up a tree. Then I saw a really funny sight. Seven hounds had been doing the trailing, while a large brindled bloodhound and two half-breeds between collie and bull stayed behind Goff, running so close to his horse's heels that they continually bumped into them, which he accepted with philosophic composure. Then the dogs proceeded literally to _climb the tree_, which was a many-forked pinon; one of the half-breeds, named Tony, got up certainly sixteen feet, until the lynx, which looked like a huge and exceedingly malevolent pussy-cat, made vicious dabs at him. I shot the lynx low, so as not to hurt his skin. WAY AMONG SOME HIGH CLIFFS IN THE AFTERNOON WE PUT UP ANOTHER AND HAD A VERY GOOD HOUR'S RUN THE DOGS BAYING UNTIL THE GLENS RANG AGAIN TO THE ECHOES AS THEY WORKED HITHER AND THITHER THROUGH THE RAVINES WE WALKED OUR PONIES UP AND DOWN STEEP ROCK STREWN AND TREE CLAD SLOPES WHERE IT DID NOT SEEM POSSIBLE A HORSE COULD CLIMB AND ON THE LEVEL PLACES WE GOT ONE OR TWO SMART GALLOPS AT LAST THE LYNX WENT UP A TREE THEN I SAW A REALLY FUNNY SIGHT SEVEN HOUNDS HAD BEEN DOING THE TRAILING WHILE A LARGE BRINDLED BLOODHOUND AND TWO HALF BREEDS BETWEEN COLLIE AND BULL STAYED BEHIND GOLF RUNNING SO CLOSE TO HIS HORSES HEELS THAT THEY CONTINUALLY BUMPED INTO THEM WHICH HE ACCEPTED WITH PHILOSOPHIC COMPOSURE THEN THE DOGS PROCEEDED LITERALLY TO CLIMB THE TREE WHICH WAS A MANY FORKED PINION ONE OF THE HALF BREEDS NAMED TONY GOT UP CERTAINLY SIXTEEN FEET UNTIL THE LYNX WHICH LOOKED LIKE A HUGE AND EXCEEDINGLY MALEVOLENT PUSSYCAT MADE VICIOUS DABS AT HIM I SHOT THE LYNX LOW SO AS NOT TO HURT HIS SKIN
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