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him very unwell ; albeit he laughed as he offered me a 

 cigar, while saying, "I'm worse than I seem, for when 

 I cannot smoke, I'm quite certain I must be really ill." 

 On the 13 th of March typhoid fever declared itself, 

 and then, alas ! on the 28th, I with very many others 

 paid our last respects to this great gentleman as he was 

 borne to his resting-place in Langley Church. 



This year I did not go north for the 12th of August, 

 but commenced work on the partridges at Balls Park ; 

 and after ten days of good sport I found myself, on the 

 13th of September, the guest of Colonel John Hargreaves, 

 at Glen Tromie, near Kingussie — Frank Gist, Cecil Sapte, 

 H. I. Rawlinson, R. Austin, and E. Fiennes making up 

 the party. On the 13th, Bob Hargreaves, aged 15, 

 killed his first stag in Gaick Forest, which my host 

 rented in conjunction with Glen Tromie ; the forest lodge 

 being some eight miles away, and thither two or three of 

 us went by turns for a couple of days at a time. During 

 the next sixteen days we bagged 11 stags, 1 roebuck, 

 301 grouse, 32 ptarmigan, 59 black-game, 145 partridges, 

 40 hares, 5 ducks, 31 snipe, 7 rabbits — 643 head, a very 



