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eacli witli a double-barrelled rifle, and the discharge 

 Avas simultaneous. When the smoke cleared off 

 there were five does and "a stag of ten" rolling in 

 the agonies of death. The seventh, wounded in 

 the lungs, had been able to continue its flight, but 

 we found it dead close to the shore, and not far from 

 the place where we re-embarked for Schooley's 

 Mansion. 



It was very late when we quitted St. John's, and 

 the moon lit up the track of our canoe as we were 

 rowed over to Edisto. Our spoils were heaped up 

 across the prow. 



As we ate our supper at Mr. Dallifold's, every 

 guest had a long hunting- story to tell. One of 

 these, illustrating the law which forbids hunting 

 deer at night and with a torch (a method of poaching 

 much practised in the States), is quite worthy of 

 being quoted. 



One autumn evening, about three years ago, the 

 air was fresh even to coldness, and although the 

 stars were shining brightly enough, there was a 

 penetrating dampness which condensed into fog, 

 and fell in thick drops upon the trees which were 

 planted thickly around the country mansion of my 

 friend Eensom, the richest planter in South Caro- 

 lina, and who is well known to all this company. 

 My friend's overseer was talking in the front of the 

 house to a black who had just brought a letter : — 



" So you've come from Charleston, and went to 



