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bad, SO thus, like most others in similar circumstances, we 

 did not show our best marksmanship, as it is not often 

 that anyone can take a long journey and shoot really 

 well the next day. My idea is that the jolting and 

 shaking of trains, waggonettes, and ponies stirs up the 

 liver too much, and hence the eye is dulled. Be that as 

 it may, we came home with 123 grouse and two white 

 hares, which proved to be nearly a representative bag of 

 each succeeding day. 



On the 30th of August we were joined by Charles 

 Williams, a cousin of Lucy's, who stayed with us till the 

 6th of September, during which time we shot two parties 

 each day, taking it in turns to go out alone. As the 

 2nd of September was a day of unusual splendour, with 

 a bright hot sun, a cloudless sky, and not a breath of 

 wind, we determined to attack the ptarmigan on the 

 heights above the Lodge, all the party being pretty well 

 " baked " by the time the hill top was reached. We 

 ** picked up " eleven grouse in making the ascent, while, 

 as the birds were very wild, we had plenty of other shots, 

 thus getting some little excitement to help us aloft. 



