A SAO FINISH. 



271 



spot from the top of the cliffs. When we got there the stag 

 was approaching our track, and directly he got on to it, he 

 threw up his head ; I whispered to Francis that I must fire 

 at once or he would be off ; he was about one hundred and 





NOW BOUNDING INTO THE AIR. 



twenty yards below me, standing three quarters on. I took 

 a steady shot at him but could not say whether I hjt ; he 

 wheeled about but had only gone a short distance when I 

 gave him the contents of the other barrel and then a ball from 



