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accustomed  threat  of  cutting hi(ii  almost  In  two,     jake  an­
                          nounced  that  he  would  go,  but  first  stipulated  for  the  biggest

                          half  of  the  ne>tt  biscuit,  and  that  Jack  should  go  before.
                          They  set  off  back  through  the  woods  toward  the  opening
                          where  they  had  run  on  the  picket.  Jack  in  the  lead,  and  Jake,
                          a  little  behind.   They had  gone  about  a  half  mile, when  they
                          heard  the sound  of  some  one  coming  t o w a r d   them  at  a  rapid

                          rate,
                              '*  Run,  jack  ;  heah  dey  come,"  cried  Jake,  setting  the
                          example,  and  taking-  to  his  heels,  with  Jack  behind  him.
                          They  ran,  but  were  evidently  being overtaken,  for  whoever  it
                          was  was  galloping  right  after  them  as  hard  as he  could  tear*

                                Hide  in  the  bushes,1'  cried  Jack,  and  dung  himself  flat
                          on  the  ground  under  a  thick  bush.   Jake  did  the same.  They
                          were  ju^t  in  time,  for  the  pursuer^  were  almost  on  them.
                          Closer  and  closer  they  came,  galloping as  hard  as  they could,
                          crashing through  the  hranches,      They  must  have  seen  them,
                          for  they  came  straight  down  on  them.     Jake  began  to  cry,

                          and  jack was  trembling,  for  he  felt  sure  they would  be  killed  ;
                          there  must  be  a  hundred  of  thetn.     But  no,  they  actually
                          passed  by.   lack  found  courage  to  take  a  peep.  He  gave  a
                          cry,  and  sprang  to  his  feet,

                              “  The  horse !  it’s  the  horse,"   Sure  enough,  it  'was  the
                          horse  they  had  seen ;  all  this  terrible  trampling  was  nothing
                          but  him  in  the  leaves,  galloping  back  toward  the  spot  from
                          which  they  had  frightened  him.       They  listened  until  his
                         long  gallop  died  out  in  the  distance  through  the  woods.
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