98 A SPORTSMAN'S EDEN, 



have discovered since, that he was making 

 'parritch.' I believe he must have come from 

 far Dundee for the sole purpose of making 

 porridge, as only a Scotchman could under any 

 circumstances. Certainly, if he will forgive me 

 for saying so, I don't think he was much 

 enamoured of big game shooting. His friend 

 was coming down the opposite bank at the moment, 

 leading a tired horse a horse, I should say, very 

 justly tired with carrying the fourteen stone of 

 young bone and muscle which walked beside it 

 and tried to disguise its nationality in a cowboy's 

 hat and shirt. Reader, have you seen two bull 

 terriers with their backs up, their tails high in 

 air, walk round and round each other wuth 

 the angry sniff which being translated means, 

 ' Now then, who's going to begin ' ? 



If one is very much bigger than the other, 

 they probably fight. If they are a really good 

 match, they probably trot off amicably together 

 and find a little dog to worry. We trotted off 

 together. My new friends had not come in from 

 the same side of the country as myself, and when 

 they camped were absolutely ignorant of my pre- 

 sence, but with a courtesy beyond all praise 

 offered at once to clear out, if I claimed a prior 

 right to the ground, and considered there was 

 not room for three rifles at the same time. 



