A FAITHFUL history of the life of even a Fox

may be not without its interest, for, to the wise,
nothing in nature is mean, and truth is never
insignificant. I was prompted to write this ac-
count of myself by overhearing one day, as I lay
in a covert by the roadside, the following remarks
by one of a party who were passing by on their
return home from hunting a fox, which, as. it
appeared, the hounds had failed to kill.—

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