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stalk of iieatlier, returning, after some research, 

 to resume liis burden, and to resume his earthly 

 progress. I Avas more than once obliged to shift 

 ni)^ position to keej) him in view. For the third 

 time he did the same as to leaving his dead 

 game, ascending the heather-stalk, to him a tree, 

 and looking at its formation ; but when he came 

 down again it was, on this occasion, not to re- 

 sume his game and to carry it further on, l3ut 

 he picked it up and climbed with it into the 

 io\) of the heather, which at last he evidently 

 had found suitable to the object he had in his 

 veasonmg mind. Then, in a fork of the heather, 

 which he had previously and of aforethought ascer- 

 tained to be shaped in the desired way, he safely 

 deposited, or, as we should say, hung up his dead 

 game out of harm's way, when, leaving it there, 

 and coming again to the ground, he commenced 

 ranging his forest at much greater sjDced, and 

 mucli in the way that my Irish setters quarter the 

 ground when ranging the stubbles for partridges, 

 or the moors for snipe. 



Alas ! I could have continued this entomological 

 research into succeeding hours, for the beetle had 

 fascinated me, and I wanted, with the longing of 



