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of fact) have been engaged to drive the frightened 

 game before the shooters, paid each of them the 

 beaters, I mean, not the shooters 35. a day, besides 

 a lunch of bread and cheese and beer ; and another 

 hundred or more cast in their lot with them to pick 

 up their crumbs in the best way they can, in a share 

 of the provender, or any lost or wounded birds, or 

 other matters they can purvey for themselves. 



" Now we shall come to see what it has all been 

 for. Each one of these shooters has several guns 

 ready loaded for him by attendants as fast as he 

 can fire, and hit or miss being the order of the 

 day, a fusillade is carried on as long as daylight 

 lasts, as if they were defending their lives behind 

 some hastily thrown up redoubt against an over- 

 whelming force of enemies in the deadly breach. 

 Tens of thousands of shots are fired in these few 

 hours. It reminds me of More of More Hall and 

 the Dragon of Wantley : 



1 So to it they went with hand and with foot, 

 And the word it was hey, boys, hey ! ' 



But not without a result ! No ! Here are a few of 

 the ' chronicles of the Canongate.' The said chro- 

 nicles are duly sent to the newspapers by some 

 friend or other of the shooters, who knows what 

 admiration they will think their prowess will excite, 

 and so become public property. Here, I say, are 

 a few of them ; they have all been placed on 

 record : 



"The Duke of , Colonel , Lord , 



