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each wandering where lie liked, found the bunnies with 

 their eyes and pinned them on their seats w4th the 

 worn-down prong ; and, strange as it may read, the 

 keepers invariably won this match. 



The 25 th September found me again at beloved 

 Corrour, and this season was certainly not a " missing " 

 one, for from the 26th September to the 11th October 

 Lucy and I put twenty-one fat stags into the larder, the 

 heaviest of which, a fine ten-pointer of 17 stone 10 lbs., 

 fell to the Purdey rifle of my host. In addition we got 

 a few ptarmigan and fifty brace of grouse, so it can be 

 seen we did not let the grass grow under our feet during 

 these thirteen days, in which must be included a Sunday 

 and two others on which the weather was absolutely too 

 bad to go out in. During this period Lucy killed eleven 

 of the twenty-one stags without making a miss, whilst 

 the other ten fell to my share, while each of us lost a 

 wounded one late in the day. 



On October 2nd my " Game Book " records that Lucy 

 got a good stag in the sky-line above the Lodge, when, 

 after dragging him down to the track for the pony to 



