3 o2 WOLF-HUNTING. 



the carnassiere of Owen Mawr being full to repletion, while 

 Noel, who had slung the game over his shoulders and around his 

 waist, fairly staggered under the weight, and looked, enveloped as 

 he was in feathers, more like a mythological harpy, with a man's 

 face and the body of a vulture, than like a human being. How- 

 ever, we soon adjusted the load more equally among the whole 

 party ; and leaving enough to maintain the poor aubergiste and 

 his family for a whole week, with two couple of duck and teal for 

 the Cure, whom the aubergiste described as un brave gar^on, we 

 struggled back through heather and broom ; and if, as we gained 

 the gates of the Hermitage, the leg-labour had been somewhat 

 wearisome, we had, at least, nothing to complain of in the fine 

 day's sport we had so thoroughly enjoyed. 



