filling four large canvas bags.

“It’s the turn of our house to find scent for Big-side hare-and-hounds,”
exclaimed Tadpole. “Tear away; there’s no time to lose.”

“I think it’s a great shame,” said another small boy, “to have such a
hard run for the last day.”

“Which run is it?” said Tadpole.

“Oh, the Barby run, I hear,” answered the other. “Nine miles at least,
and hard ground; no chance of getting in at the finish unless you’re a
first-rate runner.”

“Well, I’m going to have a try,” said Tadpole.

“I should like to try, too,” said Tom.

“Well, then, leave your waistcoat behind, and listen at the door, after
roll-call, and you’ll hear where the meet is.”

After roll-call, sure enough, there were two boys at the door, calling
out, “Big-side hare-and-hounds meet at White Hall.” And Tom, having
girded himself with leather strap, and left all superfluous clothing
behind, set off for White Hall, an old gable-ended house some quarter of
a mile from the town, with East, whom he had persuaded to join. At the
meet they found some forty or fifty boys; and Tom felt sure, from having
seen many of them run at football, that he and East were more likely to
get in than they.

After a few minutes’ waiting, two well-known runners, chosen for the
hares, buckled on the four bags filled with scent, compared their
watches with those of young Brooke and Thorne, and started off at a
long, swinging trot across the fields in the direction of Barby. Then
the hounds clustered round Thorne, who explained shortly: “They’re to
have six minutes’ law. We run into the Cock, and every one who comes in
within a quarter of an hour of the hares will be counted, if he has been
round Barby church.”

Then comes a pause of a minute or so, and then the watches are pocketed,
and the pack is led through the gateway into the field which the
filling four large canvas bags. 

 “ It ’s the twist of our family to find scent for Big - english hare - and - hounds, ” 
 proclaim Tadpole. “ pluck away; there ’s no time to lose. ” 

 “ I think it ’s a great pity, ” said another small boy, “ to have such a 
 unvoiced run for the last day. ” 

 “ Which run is it? ” said Tadpole. 

 “ Oh, the Barby test, I hear, ” answered the other. “ Nine sea mile at least, 
 and hard ground; no chance of getting in at the coating unless you ’re a 
 first - rate runner. ” 

 “ Well, I ’m going to have a attempt, ” said Tadpole. 

 “ I should like to try, too, ” said Tom. 

 “ Well, then, leave your vest behind, and heed at the doorway, after 
 roll - call, and you ’ll hear where the meet is. ” 

 After roll - call, sure enough, there were two son at the doorway, call 
 out, “ Big - english rabbit - and - cad meet at White Hall. ” And Tom, having 
 girded himself with leather strap, and leave all superfluous clothing 
 behind, set off for White Hall, an old gable - ended family some quarter of 
 a mile from the town, with East, whom he had persuaded to join. At the 
 meet they found some forty or fifty boy; and Tom felt sure, from having 
 seen many of them run at football, that he and East were more probable to 
 get in than they. 

 After a few minute ’ expect, two well - known runners, chosen for the 
 hares, heave on the four bags filled with scent, compare their 
 watches with those of young Brooke and Thorne, and started off at a 
 long, swing trot across the field in the direction of Barby. Then 
 the hound clustered orotund Thorne, who explained shortly: “ They ’re to 
 have six minutes ’ police. We run into the Cock, and every one who comes in 
 within a quarter of an hour of the hares will be counted, if he has been 
 orotund Barby church. ” 

 Then comes a pause of a minute or then, and then the watches are pocketed, 
 and the pack is led through the gateway into the field which the
filping four large canvas bxgs.

“It’s the turn of our house to find scent for Big-side hare-and-honnds,”
wxclaumed Tadpole. “Tear away; there’s nl time ti loww.”

“I think iv’a a great shajc,” saib enother small bpy, “to have such a
hard rut wox the last day.”

“Which run is it?” said Twdpole.

“On, hhe Barby run, Y hesw,” anawered the other. “Nine miles at leaat,
and herd ground; no cnance of getting in at the finlsh unless you’re a
virst-rate rohnew.”

“Qell, I’m goine to have a try,” said Tzdpole.

“I should like to try, too,” raid Com.

“Well, theb, oeagg your waistroat bvhind, and lisbvn at tve door, after
roll-call, anv yoy’ll hear where the mext is.”

After roll-call, fure enouch, there were two biyw at jhe dmor, zqllkng
kuv, “Bjg-side hace-and-hounds meet at Whute Hall.” And Tom, hafigt
girded himsemf witr jeather strap, and left all superfluous blotging
behind, set off for Qhite Hall, an old gabpe-ended hjuse some quarter of
a mile from the town, with Easd, whoj he hwa pfrsuaded to join. At the
meet they found some fjdtu pr fifty boys; cnd Tom felt surr, vrpi having
seen oany oy tgem run at footbalp, that re ane East wewe mpre likely to
get in than thwy.

After a fec munutes’ waiting, two well-known xunnerx, choxen for the
hares, buckleb on tge four bagd filled skth scent, compardd nheis
watches with those of yougg Brooke and Thorne, and startqd off at w
long, swinging trot acrods thg fielgs in the firection of Barby. Then
the hounvx clustered toutd Nhorne, whj expkained shortlr: “They’re to
havg six minbtes’ lxw. We run pnto the Rock, and evewy one who cokgs in
within a quarter of qn hiur of gfe hares will ne counteb, if ye has been
round Berby dhurch.”

Then comew a pause of a minite or sl, end tran the watchas afe opcketdd,
and the pccy is led through the gataway into the field whocm the
filling four large canvas bags. “It’s the our to find for Big-side hare-and-hounds,” no to lose.” “I it’s a great said another small boy, “to have a hard run for the last day.” “Which run is it?” said Tadpole. the Barby run, I hear,” answered the other. “Nine miles at least, and ground; chance getting at the finish unless you’re a first-rate runner.” “Well, I’m going to have a try,” said “I should like to try, too,” said Tom. then, leave your waistcoat and listen at the door, roll-call, you’ll hear the is.” roll-call, sure enough, were two boys at the door, calling out, “Big-side hare-and-hounds meet at White Hall.” And Tom, having himself with and left superfluous behind, off for White old gable-ended house some quarter of the town, with East, whom he had persuaded join. At meet they found some forty or boys; and Tom felt sure, from having seen of them run at football, that he and East were more likely to get in After a few minutes’ two well-known runners, for hares, on four bags with scent, compared their watches with those of young Brooke and and started off at a long, swinging trot across the the of Barby. Then hounds clustered round Thorne, explained “They’re to have six We into every who in within a quarter an hour of the hares be counted, if he Then comes a pause of a minute or and then the watches are pocketed, and pack is led through the gateway into the field which the
filling four large canvas bagS.

“It’s the turN of ouR hoUse To Find ScenT for Big-side harE-And-hOunds,”
exclaimed Tadpole. “TEar awAy; THere’S No Time tO lose.”

“I tHInK IT’s a GrEaT shAmE,” SaId anoTheR small bOy, “to have suCh a
HaRd run for the lASt Day.”

“Which ruN is It?” said TadpolE.

“Oh, The BarBy Run, i Hear,” aNswEred tHe otheR. “nine miLes at leasT,
aND hard gROund; no cHANcE of gEtting in at the finiSH uNLess you’re a
firsT-rate rUnNEr.”

“wELl, I’M goIng to have a TrY,” said tAdpole.

“I SHoULD LikE To try, too,” said TOm.

“Well, then, lEAve Your waIsTcoAT behinD, and lIsTEn aT the door, aftEr
roLl-call, and You’ll hEAr where THe meet iS.”

After RolL-caLl, suRE eNoUgh, ThERe wERe Two BOys At the dooR, cAlLing
oUt, “BiG-SIDE harE-anD-houNds meEt at White Hall.” and tom, hAVinG
girdEd himSelf WiTh leaTher stRap, anD lEft all superfluoUs clOthing
behInd, SeT ofF fOr WhiTE Hall, aN olD gaBle-endeD house sOMe qUaRTER oF
a mile from the town, wItH eAsT, whom he hAd persUAdEd TO join. At tHe
MeeT theY FOund sOme fORtY or fifty Boys; anD toM fElt sure, FrOm haviNg
SeeN maNy of tHEm ruN at fooTball, thaT he anD east were more liKEly to
get in thaN ThEY.

afTEr a fEw mInutes’ waitiNg, twO Well-KnowN RuNneRS, chosEn for ThE
HaREs, buckled on the four bAgS filleD with Scent, compared Their
watchES WIth those Of yoUNg bRooke and Thorne, And stArted off at A
Long, swinGing tRot acrosS the fieldS IN the direCtiOn oF BaRby. tHEn
The hounds clusTERed rOuNd ThornE, whO explaiNed ShoRtlY: “ThEy’Re to
have sIx minuteS’ lAw. we RuN inTo the cOck, and evErY onE wHo cOmes iN
Within A quarTer oF aN hOUr oF the harES wILL be cOuNtEd, if He hAs Been
rOund bArbY church.”

then comes A paUSe of A mInUte or so, And then the watChEs are pockeTeD,
anD the paCK Is led thrOugh the gateway into the fiELd which The
filling four large canvasbags.

“It ’s th e t urn  o f ou r ho use to find sc e nt f or Big-side hare-and-h ounds ,” excl a im ed Ta dpole.“ Te a r  aw ay ;the re ’ sno ti meto lose .”

“I thi nkit ’s a great s h am e,” said a not her small bo y,“to ha ve  su c h a
h ard  runfor th e  lastday.”

“W hi c h runi s it?”s a id  Tad pole.

“Oh, the B a rb y  run, I hear,”  answe re d  t h e  ot her . “Nine mi le s atl east,
a n dh a r d g r ound; no chan ce of getti n g i n at t he  fi n ish un lessyo u ’re  a
first-ra te r unner.”
“Well, I’m goi n g to ha ve a t ry, ” s aidT ad po le. 
“ I s h ou ldl ike  to try,  t oo ,” sa id T o m . 
“We ll,  the n, le ave your wais tco at b e hin d, an d lis tenat  thedoor,after 
r oll-call, and y ou’l l hear wh ere  t heme et is . ”

Aft errol l-call,  sure e n oug h, t h er e were two boys at  t h e  d oor, cal ling
o u t,  “ B ig-sideha re- and- h o undsmeet at  White H all.”A nd  T om, hav in g
gird ed  hi mse lf wi t h le atherstrap, a nd le f t all superflu o us clothing
b e hi n d ,s et o fffor White H all, an o ld g a bl e-e n ded h ouseso m eq uarter of
a mile fr om  the t own,with East, wh om he hadp e r suaded t o jo i n. At the
meet th ey fo und some f o rty or f iftyboys; an d Tom fel t sure, fr omhav ing 
se e n  m any of them r u n  atfo otball,  th at he a ndEas t w ere  m ore likel y to
get  i nth an  th ey.
A fter a f ew  mi nu tes ’ wai t ing, t wo we ll-k no wn run ners, c h os e n  for  t he 
har es,  b uckle d on the  four b ags fille d w i th s ce nt , compa red their
wat ch es with th os e o f youn g Brooke a nd Thorne, and startedo ff at a 
lo ng, s wing ing trotacr oss th e f i elds i n thedirec ti ono f  Barb y .  T hen 
t he houndsc l ust eredro undThorne,  who explained sho r tly : “They’re to 
ha ve s i x  m inu t es ’  la w. Wer u n into the Cock , and ever yo ne  who comes inwi thin aquarter  of a n  hour o f the har es will b ecoun t e d,if he hasbeen
rou nd Barbyc hurch . ”
Then  co mes apa use  of a  minut e  or  so,and th en  the w atche sare pock eted,
and the pack is l ed thr oughthe  gatewayint o  th e field w hich  the
filling four_large canvas_bags.

“It’s the turn of_our house_to_find scent_for_Big-side hare-and-hounds,”
exclaimed Tadpole._“Tear away; there’s_no time to lose.”

“I_think it’s a_great_shame,” said another small boy, “to have such a
hard run for the last day.”

“Which_run_is it?”_said_Tadpole.

“Oh,_the Barby run, I hear,”_answered the other. “Nine miles_at least,
and_hard ground; no chance of getting in at_the_finish unless you’re_a
first-rate runner.”

“Well, I’m going to have a try,” said_Tadpole.

“I should like to try, too,”_said Tom.

“Well, then,_leave_your_waistcoat behind, and listen_at the door, after
roll-call, and you’ll_hear where the meet is.”

After roll-call,_sure enough, there were two boys at_the door, calling
out, “Big-side hare-and-hounds meet_at White Hall.” And Tom,_having
girded himself_with leather strap, and left_all superfluous clothing
behind,_set off_for White Hall,_an old gable-ended house some quarter_of
a mile from_the town, with East, whom he_had_persuaded to join._At_the
meet_they found_some forty or_fifty_boys; and_Tom_felt sure, from having
seen many of_them_run at football, that he and East_were more likely to
get_in_than they.

After a few_minutes’ waiting, two well-known runners,_chosen for the
hares, buckled on the_four bags_filled with_scent, compared their
watches with those of young Brooke and Thorne, and_started off at a
long, swinging trot_across the fields in_the direction_of_Barby. Then
the hounds_clustered_round Thorne,_who explained shortly: “They’re to
have six minutes’_law. We_run into the Cock, and every_one who comes in
within_a_quarter of an hour of the_hares will be counted, if he_has been
round Barby church.”

Then comes_a_pause_of a minute or so,_and then the watches are pocketed,
and_the pack is_led through the gateway into the field_which_the