I could hear nothing but one continued roar of all my dogs, coming right towards me.

Though I was an old hunter, the music made my hair stand on end.

Soon after they first started, I heard one gun go off, and my dogs stopped, but not long, for they took a little tack towards where I had placed the strangers.

One of them fired, and they dashed back, and circled round way to my left.

I run down 'bout a quarter of a mile, and I heard my dogs make a bend like they were coming to me.