1G2 TRAVEL, ADVENTURE, AXD SPORT. 



for action. Putting his cap in his pocket as usual, 1 

 Duncan crawled along very cautiously ; inch by inch 

 he pushed his head over the rock, then almost im- 

 mediately shrinking backwards, I knew at once that 

 the stag was just below him. Imitating his move- 

 ments, I crawled forward till I got beside him, when, 

 giving up his place to me, he drew back a few yards. 

 Holding the rifle ready, I rose to my feet on the edge 

 of the cliff. The stag was not forty yards off, feed- 

 ing, with his head down -hill. Instantly catching 

 sight of me, he turned it over his shoulder. "\Vhat 

 a head it was ! Scarcely inferior to the stag of last 

 year. An earnest look he gave me, but he hadn't 

 much time to satisfy his curiosity in went a bullet 

 behind his ribs, crashing right down through him, 

 and at ten minutes past six I was master of the field. 

 Never trust a stag that falls suddenly to the shot ; 

 and not knowing then where the bullet had entered, 

 I kept my eye on him for a few seconds till Duncan's 

 cheery voice, " He's all right, sir," showed me the 

 precaution was unnecessary. 



Thus ended in a very satisfactory manner a very 

 trying day. 



That night I was called upon for a full, true, and 

 particular account of the events of the day. "When I 

 was about the middle of the narrative 



1 Not a prudent thing to do. No chcvclurc, unless of a very 

 peculiar hue, can be half as good a colour to raise over a rock 

 or a sky-line as a neutral-tinted cap. 



