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though it were grass. I had missed him clean ; I 

 fired the second barrel, but with like result. After 

 dashing through the briers, etc., for about 100 yards, 

 the tiger sprang on to a rock and looked all round 

 him for a second or so, and then on he went again. 

 Maddened with disgust, I loaded, and like a fool ran 

 after him, but luckily he was not wounded, or dearly 

 would I have paid for such rashness. Low-spirited 

 and disgusted, I strode home. I saw him again that 

 evening, but could not get a shot ; I saw nothing. 



%th August. Not feeling well, I lay in bed this 

 morning, and about eight o'clock B. sent in to say he 

 had seen an old gray boar, but failed to bag him. I 

 got a shot at a splendid peacock ; with Purdey he 

 would have paid dear enough, but I missed him with 

 Moore clean. In the evening I went and sat for the 

 boar, thinking I might see him, but he dodged me in 

 an extraordinary manner. He is a fine old boar. The 

 clouds darkened, and I thought an awful storm was 

 coming on, but it blew over. 



gth August. Started off alone for Glen Strae at 

 earliest dawn. Saw an old hind lying down, and 

 watched her for some time. I then went round by the 

 ibex rocks, and amused myself by throwing stones at 

 lizards. My shoes hurt my feet sadly. In the evening 

 B. went to the sentinel and I to the boar's hill. About 

 five o'clock, with my glass, I saw B. fire, then run a 

 short way and fire again. Presently he came towards 

 me, and I saw he was on his way home. Nothing 

 being likely to be on the move after the shooting, I 

 went slowly round the hill and down to the big sholah, 

 meeting him. He told me he had wounded one boar ; 

 but it being so dark and the cover thick, he did not 

 like to follow him that evening, and that not 100 

 yards back he had met my old friend, the gray 



