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The field ranged themselves at the accustomed corner, both hunts full of their previous day's run. Frostyface's 'Yoicks, wind him! 'Yoicks, push him up! was drowned in a medley of voices. A loud, clear, shrill 'TALLY-HO, AWAY! from the far side of the cover caused all tongues to stop, and all hands to drop on the reins. Great was the excitement!
Fright of the Tokrooris Deserters who didn't desert Arrival of the Sherrif brothers Now for a tally-ho! On the heels of the rhinoceroses The Abyssinian rhinoceros Every man for himself.
Toot, toot, toot! the hostlers let go their heads, the four bays plunge at the collar, and away goes the Tally-ho into the darkness, forty-five seconds from the time they pulled up. Hostler, boots, and the Squire stand looking after them under the Peacock lamp. "Sharp work!" says the Squire, and goes in again to his bed, the coach being well out of sight and hearing.
Huope!" yelled the scouts, in the "tally-ho!" cry of Marquesan, and the boars struck the trail with hatred hot in their eyes and with gnashing tusks. The three slayers were five hundred feet apart. The first struck at all ten, as singly they rushed past him. Three he stopped. The second man laid prostrate four. The three remaining were, naturally, the fittest.
There were two or three others, and one of the whips. The start, indeed, was not much, but the burst was so sharp, and the old fox ran so straight, that it sufficed to enable those who had got the lead to keep it. "Tally-ho!" shouted the Squire, as he saw the animal making across a stubble field before the hounds, with only one fence between him and the quarry. "Tally-ho!"
She would remember and tell her Aunt Debby about this. While her Aunt Debby had chided her about repeating these little romantic tales which came to her ears, Hester had a feeling that the elder Miss Alden was not wholly unsympathetic. Josephine, who was sitting in the front of the tally-ho, caught the last of Helen's speech.
Y o o icks! rout him out! went Frosty; occasionally varying the entertainment with a loud crack of his heavy whip, when he could get upon a piece of rising ground to clear the thong. 'Tally-ho! screamed Jawleyford, hoisting the Bumperkin Yeomanry cap in the air. 'Tally-ho! repeated he, looking triumphantly round, as much as to say, 'What a clever boy am I!
"Minister! Minister! Where's the minister?" cried voices out of the revel. "Who's going to be the clergyman?" The head of Jumbo, obese negro, waiter at the Tally-ho Club for many years, appeared rashly through a half-opened pantry door. "Oh, Jumbo!" "Get old Jumbo. He's the fella!" "Come on, Jumbo. How 'bout marrying us a couple?" "Yea!"
Thursday evening was the date for the ball and banquet. Friday the general exodus would begin. "What have you on hand for this morning?" asked Mary, as she and Elizabeth were dressing for breakfast. "There's plenty. I'm undecided what to do. One party is going boating; another plans to take a tally-ho ride, and have lunch under the trees which mark the place of the Wyoming massacre.
As Cecil leaned back, his hands clinched on the reins, his sinews stretched almost to bursting in their vain struggle to recover power over the loosened beasts, the hunting zest awoke in him too, even while his eyes glanced on his companion in fear and anxiety for her. "Tally-ho! hark forward! As I live, it is glorious!" he cried, half unconsciously. "For God's sake, sit still, Beatrice!
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