SPORT AND TRAVEL IN NORWAY. 7 



As darkness was coming on, and I was sufficiently 

 burdened for a tramp of some miles back to camp, I 

 thought it prudent to stop fishing, otherwise I might 

 have caught far more than I could carry. Fishing 

 occasionally at odd times I caught altogether five 

 hundred trout in three months. 



On the 18th of September we packed and sent away 

 six haunches of venison, separately done up in crates, 

 to six different friends at six different places in the 

 United Kingdom. Not long after this my friends 

 left for home. After a stormy passage of more than 

 double the usual length, they found on landing at 

 Hull that in some inexplicable way the whole of the 

 venison, weighing some twenty stone perhaps, had 

 reached the same fortunate recipient. Embarrassed 

 with so much meat, he was yet filled with admiration 

 of the generosity of the sender, and of Norway as a 

 game preserve. Every one within ten miles had 

 venison for dinner for days after. It was supposed that 

 the labels bearing the addresses were, with the one 

 exception, washed off by rain or by some storm in the 

 German Ocean. 



On the 25th of October, snow and ice covering the 

 ground, I also crossed the island like my companions, 

 on my way home, after having shot quite a number 

 of woodcock and blackgame, which had become plenti- 

 ful on the commencement of the cold weather. On 

 my way I shot a hind for food. When first I saw 

 her she was feeding, and although up wind soon 

 became conscious of my presence, and ran behind the 



