Hound

Dogs, dirt roads, early mornings, and the people who live it.

This is Creekside Chronicles: Hounds, Hunting, and Heritage.

I am your host Heath Hiatt, houndsman, hunter, and a lifelong student of the outdoors.

Here, we chase more than game.

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For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Marla Diane, forbiddendragon.blogspot.com. Aesop's Fables: The Old Hound.

A hound who had served his master well for years and had run down many a quarry in his time began to lose his strength and speed owing to age.

One day, when out hunting, his master started a powerful wild boar and set the hound at him.

The latter seized the beast by the ear, but his teeth were gone and he could not retain his hold, so the boar escaped.

His master began to scold him severely, but the hound interrupted him with these words, "My will is as strong as ever, master, but my body is old and feeble.

You ought to remember me for what I have been instead of abusing me for what I am." End of The Old Hound.

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February 6, 1938.

Hounds in the Hills, February 20th, 1938.

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ESOP'S FABLES THE OLD HOUND A hound who had served his master well for years and had run down many a quarry in his time, began to lose his strength and speed owing to age.

One day, when out hunting, his master started a powerful wild bull and set the hound at him.

The latter seized the beast by the ear, but his teeth were gone and he could not retain his hold, so the boar escaped.

in a panic of fear lightfoot bounded away again as he crossed an old road the green forest rang with the roar of a terrible gun something tore a strip of bark from the trunk of the tree just above lightfoot's back it was a bullet and it had just missed lightfoot It added to his terror, and this in turn added to his speed.

So Lightfoot ran and ran, and behind him the voices of the hounds continued to ring through the green forest.

How Lightfoot Got Rid of the Hounds poor lightfoot it seemed to him that there were no such things as justice and fair play had it been just one hunter at a time against whom he had to match his wits it would not have been so bad but there were so many hunters with terrible guns looking for him and in dodging one he was likely at any time to meet another this in itself seemed terribly unfair and unjust but now added to this was the greater unfairness of being trailed by hounds do you wonder that lightfoot thought of men as utterly heartless you see he could not know that those hounds had not been put on his trail

but had left home to hunt for their own pleasure

he could not know that it was against the law to hunt him with dogs.

[upbeat music] No crowds, no cameras, just a track and the hounds that bring the story to life.

That's what this show's about, dogs, dirt roads, early mornings, and the people who live it.

This is Creekside Chronicles: Hounds, Hunting, and Heritage.

I am your host, Heath Hyatt, houndsman, hunter, and a lifelong student of the outdoors.

Here, we chase more than game.