A Hind said to her Fawn, who was now well grown and strong, “My son, Nature has given you a powerful body and a stout pair of horns, and I can’t think why you are such a coward as to run away from the hounds.”

Just then they both heard the sound of a pack in full cry, but at a considerable distance.

“You stay where you are,” said the Hind; “never mind me”: and with that she ran off as fast as her legs could carry her.