NEW ZEALAND DEER-STALKING 109 



SELF. That sounds like a good stag! 



BUCKLEY. Yes! 



Something dark would appear on the edge of 

 the bush. 



SELF. There are the hinds. 



Assent from Buckley. Tentative advance of 

 hinds and more roars from the bush, during which 

 the hinds continued to timidly move forward. 



SELF. He's getting closer. 



BUCKLEY. Yes ! 



SELF (hopefully]. He must be a good stag with 

 that roar. 



BUCKLEY. Yes! 



Terrific roars from the bush. Excitement at 

 fever heat. Hinds looked round as a big bulk 

 looms out of the surrounding shadows. Up go our 

 glasses. 



CHORUS. D n ! and exit in disgust. 



At last I could stand it no longer, and resolved 

 to have a try for one in the bush. The first day 

 was a blank, and beyond tearing our clothes and 

 gaining huge appetites we did nothing. 



A few days later we were tempted to repeat 

 the experiment. I had in the interval spied a 

 stag from the camp and killed him after an easy 

 stalk. He carried a rather remarkable head, having 

 seven points on his left horn and five on his right. 

 His extra point, however, instead of being on the 

 crown as one would expect, was situated just above 

 the bay tine. I have never seen a similar wild 



