42 DEER -DRIVING IN MULL. 



then slunk behind the adjoining heights. Taking 

 a circuit for the wind, I came round them, and was 

 expecting every instant to come upon the wounded 

 deer, when a fresh pair of hinds turned up at long 

 range on the open heath. Putting up the 200-yard 

 sight, I fired the last of my balls ! I saw it miss 

 the deer and strike the hill about a foot before 

 them. After loading with powder, I put my hand 

 into my pocket for the bullet ! ! Here was a fix 

 for within 100 yards of where I threw away my 

 last ball stood the stricken hind. She allowed me 

 to walk within the fairest range, then limped down 

 the hill, taking refuge in the thickets of Garroch- 

 ree. It was more than an hour ere I could collect 

 my men and dogs, but by that time the scent had 

 cooled, not even the Ugly Buck deigning to notice 

 it. We searched till dusk, by which time I had 

 come to the conclusion that it is less troublesome 

 to take too many bullets than too few. 



THE GARROCHREE STAG. 



He was a lonely one, caring nothing for com- 

 pany, large, intensely cunning, and carrying a 



