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farewell, and leaving behind a friendly greeting for 

 the Solachers, set off the same afternoon across the 

 Kiihzagel Alp for Tegernsee, intending to go on from 

 thence to Munich. Berger, who had a brother at a 

 village on the lake, accompanied me. Night overtook 

 us on the road, and we lost our way in the wood. 

 We waited till the moon rose, and when its broad face 

 looked in among the branches, soon found the path, 

 and in a couple of hours reached the inn. Berger 

 promised to look after my pole, and a letter which I 

 received some weeks later from the forester, told me 

 he had found it : both his and mine were still lying 

 where we had put them. He added in his letter : 

 "All my endeavours to trace this dangerous band of 

 poachers have been fruitless : I have not been able to 

 get the least clue to any of them." 



Thus ended my shooting in the mountains for 

 1849; and I returned to town, carrying with me a 

 rich store of pleasant recollections. 



