5 o ECHOES OF SPORT 



attention to a shot fired from his back than to 

 a tickling fly, he was a picturesque and hand- 

 some figure. 



The small gun could tell of proud days also, 

 when it has been honoured by kind friends at 

 being counted as a " gun," occasionally in a 

 butt, or at covert-shoots. 



If there is one bird that defeats me more 

 often than another, it is the driven grouse. 

 He is on to you faster than any other, and so 

 noiselessly. Most people probably give the 

 palm to the driven partridge for speed and 

 difficulty, but the grouse is to me far the 

 worst of the two. Yet some of the days I 

 look back on and forward to with the greatest 

 zest are those after grouse, whether walking 

 or driven. 



What fun too have I and my twenty-bore 

 had with the pheasants, and mostly those 

 belonging to the good Laird on whose land 

 we are stooking to-day . Great rocketing cocks 

 whose flight is miles above my prowess to 

 attain, yet now and then comes one some- 

 where within range. 



