PREFACE. 



" Then hey for boot and horse, lad, 



And round the world away : 

 Young blood will have its swing, lad, 

 And every dog his day." 



PROFESSOR KINGSLEY. 



II* came back with a blood filly which had put 

 J out a curb, half-a-crown in his pocket, and his 

 hat stove in." Such was the fraternal narrative of the 

 return of a prodigal, who had gone leather-plating 

 for a season. Read in lieu of the above an Orkney 

 garron, just four-pence out of a good round sum, 

 and two fat, little note-books filled to the gorge, and 

 it pretty nearly describes ray belongings, when I 

 reached home in the snow of a February night. 



The original idea had been quite royal ' ' My plea- 

 sure in the Scottish woods three summer months to 

 take." After working hard among the flocks and herds 

 of England for four years, I was naturally anxious 

 to be over the Border, and find new scope for pas- 

 torals. I wished to visit past and present Highland 

 Society winners, in their own stall or fold, and to 



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