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nothing of the prolonged excitement over such 

 varied and wonderful success, had taken so 

 much out of me that I confess to being tired. 

 I had what sportsmen in another line of 

 business call " enough," and would have been 

 very willing to stop at my last shot at the 

 lake, telling Harry so. " Oh, that will never 

 do ! never do ! After his taking the trouble 

 to come two miles to tell us. We'll hitch up 

 the horse and drive over. Then the hunting 

 will be easy." So after resting a couple of 

 hours, about four o'clock we started. 



To get to their proper feeding-ground, as 

 directed by the farmer, the main road, which 

 led along the edge of the open field fully 

 300 yards, had to be followed. It was 

 decided to walk the horse, very slowly passing 

 there, and not to move in the slightest while 

 in sight. Just before reaching the exposed 

 spot, a large flock of greys flew over the road 

 on to the field, and, while watching to see 

 them light the horse guiding himself 

 Harry gave me a pinch without moving his 

 head, but whispering, "By gracious, Pat, 

 just look a little to your left ! Do you see 

 those fellows feeding?" I saw them, and 



