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information that there were plenty more, but at the 

 same time adding, " Look you here, jist leave some to 

 breed." We found that our fat friend was correct, for 

 before ten minutes we were again enfilading a second 

 covey. I must tell you how splendidly Beau found this 

 pack. When ranging two hundred yards off, at his usual 

 swinging gallop, he stopped, and sticking his old know- 

 ing head perpendicularly in the air, commenced walk- 

 ing straight forward, with a delicate, careful step, well 

 suited for progression over eggs. As I had seen him 

 do so previously, I knew what was coming, and called 

 my friends' attention, so that they might gradually close 

 up towards the faithful canine. Belle soon saw what 

 Beau was up to, and followed him with equally cautious, 

 gingery steps. H., who was off on my right, flushed a 

 bird, which he cleverly cut down with his first barrel, 

 making a very pretty cross shot. But where were the 

 beauties ? Both down in the grass waiting for us to 

 come, nor could they be persuaded to leave the game 

 they were on to find the victim first killed. After 

 looking for a few moments, we gave it up, I marking 

 the place as near as I knew by dropping my white 

 pocket-handkerchief, intending to return as soon as 



1 had learned what the dogs had found. As we 

 advanced, Beau and Belle rose, and continued drawing 

 for near a hundred paces more, when they stood. 



