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beeches carpeted witli the blue of the 

 slain, and you brought off a pretty right 

 and left right under his nose, the second 

 bird a real teaser, swinging away with 

 the wind. 



The next two days were given to 

 more regular shooting ; the services of 

 two neighbours were enlisted, and while 

 the first day was spent among the 

 partridges and outlying pheasants in the 

 almost English surroundings of the roots 

 and stubbles, belts and strips of the low 

 ground, the next, in striking and agreeable 

 contrast, saw you on the high, bleak tops 

 of the moorland, outwitting with some 

 measure of success a race of ancient 

 grouse, who came up from the lower 

 moors to evade the regular driving of 

 August, and were dwelling here in a 

 fancied security. 



But while your thoughts have been 

 wandering afield, you have left lodge and 

 loch, park and policies, far behind and 

 below you, and are toiling up a steep, 

 sheltered glen, where lofty spruce and 



