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Watching him until well out of sight and pluming 

 myself on my diplomacy I returned to the pit. I had 

 been there but a short time when the screaming and 

 honking of the first flight was heard. Then raising 

 up and peeping over the edges of the pit I saw a great 

 moving cloud coming straight toward us. But, hor- 

 rible to relate, there was something else coming, and 

 something that promised to " meddle with our bliss " 

 most effectually. An old, black horse with a girl on 

 his back wabbled toward us and when near enough 

 for us to hear her the girl stopped and yelled at the 

 top of her voice: "Where did ye see my she-e-e-p ? " 

 " Oh, for heaven's sake," I said, " get out of this ! 

 Move on ! Don't you see you're knocking our sport 

 into smithereens?" But she didn't or couldn't or 

 wouldn't see anything of the sort, until one of our 

 men threatened to put a charge of shot into the old 

 horse unless she hurried him out of the way. The 

 threat improved her eyesight, for at once she com- 

 menced whipping up old " Eosinante " and in a little 

 while both had disappeared in the distance. 



And so had the geese. The flock on seeing her had 

 swerved by us a quarter of a mile away, and nothing 

 now could be done but wait for the next flight, which 

 in fifteen minutes we heard coming toward us, fully 

 a couple of miles off. We had just time to ask our- 

 selves whether there was going to be any further 

 meddling with our bliss when a meddler showed up 



