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The fine chevreuil I had killed was 

 admired by every one, and appeared to 

 be much coveted by all the French gentle- 

 men. On the arrival of Collins with the 



hounds, the guide. Captain P , Mr. 



W , and the other chasseurs com- 

 prising our party, we set off on our 

 return to the chateau, the hospitable 

 owner of which, although requested not 

 to do so, had provided a sumptuous 

 repast for us. 



I had directed a piqueur, and another 

 attendant upon whom I could place the 

 strictest reliance, to remain in the grande 

 allee opposite my own stand to await 

 the arrival of the cart in which the boars, 

 the chevreuil, and the dead and wounded 

 dogs were to be conveyed. The latter I 

 ordered to be destroyed as soon as it 

 reached the chateau, as it was past all 

 cure, and it would have been a cruelty to 

 have prolonged its suffering. 

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