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This was an animal, a quadruped, who lay along the bottom of the canoe upon a buffalo's hide. "From his size and colour which was a tawny red you might have mistaken him for a panther a cougar. His long black muzzle and broad hanging ears gave him quite a different aspect, however, and declared him to be a hound. He was one a bloodhound, with the build of a mastiff a powerful animal.

I could never till yesterday bear to see a fly hurt. But this brute! It was as a son to that bloodhound, and he shall feel for once something to grieve him. The lion has had his portion. No physician in the world can bring him to life again."

"Give way, and we shall soon be up with him." Talk of the excitement of a stag-hunt! it is tame in comparison with the interest men take in the chase of a fellow-creature. There is something of the nature of the bloodhound, I suspect, in our composition which delights in the pursuit of such noble game.

Perhaps they had not really meant what they said about setting Frazier's bloodhound to run him down. The remark had come from the yardman, not Mr. Carmichael himself, who had appeared too stunned to think of anything but his son.

Tregarva stood over him and looked down at him, like some huge stately bloodhound on a trembling mangy cur. 'Good heavens! thought Lancelot, as his eye wandered from the sad steadfast dignity of the one, to the dogged helpless misery of the other 'can those two be really fellow-citizens? fellow-Christians? even animals of the same species? Hard to believe!

Two of the worst villains of the gang, who answered to the singular names of Maggot and Bloodhound, seized Sydney by his arms, and dragged him along one of the dark passages which branched off from the Vault. The Dead Man himself followed, bearing a lantern in his only remaining hand. They arrived at a low iron door, in which was a grating formed of thick bars of the same metal.

A slave-hunt was at once organised, and about nine o'clock, as George was hard at work in the fields, he saw the hunters some half a dozen in number, mounted, and accompanied each by a bloodhound pass down the main road through the estate and out on to the open ground beyond.

I'll stay here till I find him among the trees or he breaks away into the open." "How'll you know when he leaves the willows?" Whistling Dan was puzzled. "I dunno," he answered. "Somethin' will tell me when he gets far away from me he an' his men." "It's an inner sense, eh? Like the smell of the bloodhound?" said Calder, but his eyes were strangely serious. "This day's about done," he went on.

Straight back to the oak went Rowdy. There he stopped and gazed over the water for a moment, then let out a howl that echoed and reechoed across the water. "Well, here goes back to town," cried Jack. "That dog is all right to do some things, but he isn't much use, of course, as a bloodhound. I can't blame him but he's really no use in that line."

With the old henchman Nat to play the part of father, she had journeyed fearlessly forth, and had made for the coast, which she would probably have reached in safety had it not been for the acuteness of Peter Sanghurst, who had guessed her purpose, had dogged her steps with the patient sagacity of a bloodhound, and had succeeded in the end in capturing his prize, and in bringing her back in triumph to Basildene.

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