TWO CHAMOIS HUNTS 87 



dust raised by the biillet proved that it was 

 no good at such a distance. 



It was a beautiful sight to watch the buck 

 working round the almost perpendicular wall, 

 which stretched in an easy curve to C, not 

 unlike the circle of a bicycle track. He was 

 coming near to my position, E, again. I lay 

 on the ground behind a huge rock and followed 

 every movement of the animal with my rifle. 

 The sun, which we had greeted with such 

 pleasure, was now very trying, for it shone 

 upon my glass and interfered greatly with my 



aim. 



At a range of three hundred yards I fired 

 again. Again without any luck. He made 

 for a spot in the wall (near C), thinking to get 

 clear away over the edge. It was too annoy- 

 ing to see the bullet hit the rock close to 

 him. 



Now he reaches the crest, gathers himself 

 together for a spring, and is half over. He 

 makes a splendid target; the sights show 

 against his shoulder blade, I let fly and see 

 him kick out behind, and then, turning, leap 



