78 LEAVES EKOM A GAME BOOK. 



Poor Montague ! what an amusing companion he 

 was ! But he was always better with his tongue than 

 with his gun, for his greatest friend could not have 

 called him " safe." Later on this season I was 

 present when he lodged a pellet in the nose of my 

 brother-in-law, Russell Ward. The sinner was perfectly 

 unconscious he had fired a dangerous shot, and on Ward 

 showing him the result of his handiwork, Montague threw 

 up his hands in horror, exclaiming : '* Dear me ! I really 

 am the most unfortunate fellow in the world, for this 

 makes the sixth friend I have hit this season." However, 

 all's well that ends well, and the wounded man was the 

 first to lead the laughter we could not suppress on hearing 

 this strange lament. 



On September 7th I found myself staying with George 

 Faudel Phillips at Balls Park, Hertford, where, in a few 

 showery days. Col. Daniel with Cecil Block joining us 

 each day, we got just one hundred birds, for it was a 

 bad season in these parts. 



Next, on the 19th, the walls of Corrour Lodge 

 held me once more, where I stayed till the 13th 



