228 SHOT AT THE BLACK DEEK. 



and the ball seemed to smack against the centre of his 

 body. 



"Sandy, Sandy, the doegs, the doegs quick, quick, 

 mon ! Lord, will ye never come forrat ? Let go Shuloch. 

 Here, Shuloch, Shuloch." 



Away went the gallant old Hound upon his traces. 



" And now he is safe enoiigh; and we will leave him to 

 Jamieson, who will meet with him at bay, as he comes 

 down Glen Mark, where he will assuredly go. So leave 

 Sandy to gralloch, and bleed the other deer ; and let us 

 keep on down the hill, in case the great herd should be 

 turned, and endeavour to come back over Auk-mark-moor. 



They went over the ridge, however, in beautiful style, 

 their backs all reddening in the sunshine ; and they must, 

 and will cross the glen if every one keeps concealed till 

 the right moment. Hark, I hear a shot! Another, and 

 another, glorious! Come along, Peter, skim down the 

 mountain like a swallow: surely some of the herd will 

 turn back upon us. There, there Charlie Crerar is 

 running like an ostrich. Ah, Charlie, Charlie, it wonna 

 do ; they are fairly past you, and will pass us too, but not 

 without a shot." 



One rifle, in fact, was discharged by Tortoise as they 

 swept by, and one more hart lay plunging in the heather. 



" Now, then, let go Percy and Douglas after the others ; 

 and we shall send down a deer or two to the Tilt, which 

 will make a noble day's sport, 



" Bravo, Percy, bravo ! See, he has taken out one 

 hart, and Douglas another; they are sinking the hill, 

 right down to the Tilt. Sit down whilst I load, and 

 listen to the bay. I hear it sure enough now; it is 



