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X

Then Gard’ner came to see the spor
(He really was a good old sort).
"Master Toby! Beg your pardin,
Earths ain’t stopped in Mummie’s gardin!"

XI

Up trotted too the little calf,
Whose silly face made Toby laugh.
"Get out," said he, "you’re no use here,
My hounds won’t hunt a carted deer!"


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Master Toby's Hunt
by
Arthur O. Fisher

Frontispiece

Verse I

Verse II

Verse III

Verse IV

Verse V

Verse VI

Verses VII – IX

Verses X & XI

Verse XII

Verse XIII

Verse XIV

Verse XV

Verse XVI

Verses XVII & XVIII

Verse XIX

Verse XX

Verse XXI