Each of the boys had selected the one he intended pursuing; and upon that one alone his eyes became fixed.

Basil and Francois followed the gobblers, while Lucien rode at a quiet gallop after the hen.
Marengo, of course, took part in the chase, joining in with Lucien-- whether because he deemed the hen to be "sweeter meat," or that she was likely to be the easiest caught of the three.
She did not fly far before coming to the ground again; when she ran with all her might for the nearest clump of timber.

Hither Lucien followed, Marengo leading the way, and occasionally uttering a sonorous yelp as he ran.

As Lucien entered the timber, he saw the dog standing by the root of a large oak.

He had "treed" the turkey, and was looking upward with glancing eyes, barking and wagging his tail.