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Rh One by one the Field was done until at Finden Down,

There was no one with the 'untsman save young Jeremiah Brown.

And then the 'untsman ' e was beat. 'Is 'orse 'ad tripped and fell.

'By George,' said Brown, 'I'll go alone, and follow it to—well,

The place that it belongs to.' And as 'e made the vow,

There broke from right in front of 'im the queerest kind of row.

There lay a copse of 'azels on the border of the track,

And into this two 'ounds 'ad run—them two was all the pack—