Setting out, we took our way along the banks of the river, near which we fully expected to fall in with several raccoons.  We had our guns, and were provided with torches and the means of lighting them.  We had not gone far before we heard voices, and soon we were joined by three lads from the settlement, who had got notice of the expedition.  As they had brought their dogs, we had a full pack of mongrels of high and low degree, but united by one feeling,--that of deadly enmity to raccoons.