40 The Teteott Hunt CXleek. 



A little in advance of the group, a tall, slight, active 

 figure, stands the old keeper, with his faithful spaniel 

 wagging his tail in sympathy with its master's joy 

 at once more setting eyes on the pride of his heart, 

 the boy whom he had taught to shoot, and had 

 initiated into the mysteries of woodcraft. 



But all these men are now dead and gone. 

 Another generation has taken their place. Shall I 

 find the present men loyal and generous as their 

 fathers ? I am a perfect stranger to them, and must 

 not expect too much at first. But I will try to gain 

 their hearts. 



And here I will end this chapter, and in the next 

 give an account of my father's day's shooting. 



