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sixteen, and also one roebuck. In a second drive we 

 saw another, and the men reported that all the game 

 was breaking downwards. The cause for this lay in 

 the fact that the upland pastures are at this season 

 full of cattle and those looking after them, — a fact 

 which the game know and profit by. So we decided 

 to go on, and, skirting the Montenegrin frontier, put 

 up at the Tjentiste Customs Barrack that night. 



Next day we had a drive or two south of this, and 

 had no less than sixty chamois in one beat. Coming 

 back the way we had gone, we came on the fresh 

 tracks of an enormous bear which had not been there 

 in the morning. But, alas ! in these immense forests 

 there was little hope of seeing him again, although 

 I was told two cows had recently been killed in the 

 nearest village. Anyhow, my time did not admit of 

 special bear-drives. We had some more drives in the 

 neighbourhood next morning, but only chamois were 

 forthcoming ; so after eating our lunch we rode on 

 through miles and miles of primaeval forest, finally 

 climbing to a height of 6600 feet at the Blockhouse 

 at Prievor. This Gendarmerie Barrack is only occu- 

 pied during the summer. Snow was still lying quite 

 near us here, and that night (July 12th) there was a 

 sharp frost. We turned out early, and with the glass 

 counted fifty chamois feeding across the ravine. Then 

 we rode on to Suha, in the beautiful Sutjeska Valley. 

 After lunch at the Gendarmerie Barracks we amused 

 ourselves watching the chamois, of which the opposite 

 cliffs were full. They fed quietly within a hundred 

 yards, and a shout hardly moved them. I watched 

 one old doe with abnormally long horns for nearly 

 an hour, and she literally disregarded my presence. 



The following morning was wet, and this was a 



