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larger nests. The former had also missed a fine roe, and the 
latter brought as his bag four small birds which he had shot 
for scientific purposes. 
As soon as our spoils had been committed to Hodek’s 
careful hands for packing, we sat down to an ample, excellent, 
and refreshing lunch, which Herr Rampelt, with his kind 
consideration for our wants, had ordered to be specially 
prepared for us. Our large table stood in a shady place near 
the shooting-lodge, and round us was ranged the caravan of 
unharnessed carriages. The horses were grazing, and the 
peasants and drivers, as well as our own retainers, were resting 
under the trees. The whole scene had a very singular ap- 
pearance, and but for the sharp contrast formed by the well- 
covered table in the centre our camping-ground might have 
been taken for the resting-place of a band of gipsies. It had 
grown very hot and oppressive, the insects were swarming 
round us most unpleasantly, heavy clouds were piling them- 
selves up in the west, and far away we heard the low rumbling 
of the thunder. This made us look anxiously at the sky, for 
the prospect of a heavy storm was extremely disagreeable, as 
a good many miles lay between us and our steamer. 
After tasting the various truly delicious wines grown on 
my uncle’s Hungarian estates, we ordered the carts to be 
got ready, and started again in the best of spirits for another 
little ramble through the woods. Bombelles was to combine 
a visit toa Black Stork’s nest with a short stalk after roe; 
Homeyer wished to remain a little longer at the shooting- 
lodge to put his notes in order ; while my brother-in-law, 
Brehm, and I took a couple of carts, and drove off in the 
same direction, intending to make a joint inspection of some 
nests. 
The first part of our way lay through a long ride, where 
we passed a deserted Osprey’s nest. In these afternoon hours 
there was plenty of life in the woods. Black Kites and 
