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Animal Heroes
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Ernest Thompson Seton
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And
the
Little
Warhorse--where
was
he
in
all
this?
The
drive
had
swept
him
along,
and
he
had
been
one
of
the
first
to
enter
the
corral.
But
a
curious
plan
of
selection
had
been
established.
The
pen
was
to
be
a
death-trap
for
the
Rabbits,
except
the
best,
the
soundest.
And
many
were
there
that
were
unsound;
those
that
think
of
all
wild
animals
as
pure
and
perfect
things,
would
have
been
shocked
to
see
how
many
halt,
maimed,
and
diseased
there
were
in
that
pen
of
four
thousand
or
five
thousand
Jack-rabbits.
It
was
a
Roman
victory--the
rabble
of
prisoners
was
to
be
butchered.
The
choicest
were
to
be
reserved
for
the
arena.
The
arena?
Yes,
that
is
the
Coursing
Park.
In
that
corral
trap,
prepared
beforehand
for
the
Rabbits,
were
a
number
of
small
boxes
along
the
wall,
a
whole
series
of
them,
five
hundred
at
least,
each
large
enough
to
hold
one
Jack.
In
the
last
rush
of
driving,
the
swiftest
Jacks
got
first
to
the
pen.
Some
were
swift
and
silly;
when
once
inside
they
rushed
wildly
round
and
round.
Some
were
swift
and
wise;
they
quickly
sought
the
hiding
afforded
by
the
little
boxes;
all
of
these
were
now
full.
Thus
five
hundred
of
the
swiftest
and
wisest
had
been
selected,
in,
not
by
any
means
an
infallible
way,
but
the
simplest
and
readiest.
These
five
hundred
were
destined
to
be
coursed
by
Greyhounds.
The
surging
mass
of
over
four
thousand
were
ruthlessly
given
to
slaughter.
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