Two or three good dogs can bring to a halt a herd of considerable size.

They then all stand in a bunch, or else with their sterns against a bank, chattering their teeth at their antagonist.

When angry and at bay, they get their legs close together, their shoulders high, and their bristles all ruffled and look the very incarnation of anger, and they fight with reckless indifference to the very last.
Hunters usually treat them with a certain amount of caution; but, as a matter of act, I know of but one case where a man was hurt by them.
He had shot at and wounded one, was charged both by it and by its two companions, and started to climb a tree; but as he drew himself from the ground, one sprang at him and bit him through the calf, inflicting a very severe wound.

I have known of several cases of horses being cut, however, and the dogs are very commonly killed.

Indeed, a dog new to the business is almost certain to get very badly scarred, and no dog that hunts steadily can escape without some injury.