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window the outline of a range of hills, where the original 

 red-deer of Ireland are still existing — none of your 

 park-fed venison, that tame, spiritless, diminutive, 

 which a boy may assassinate with his " birding-piece," 

 but the remnant of that noble stock, which hunters of 

 other days, O'Connor the Cm Dhu* and Cormac Bawn 

 Mac Tavish^ once delighted in pursuing. 



The offices of this wild dwelling are well adapted to the 

 edifice. In winter the ponies have their stable, and kine 

 and sheep a comfortable shed. Nor are the dogs for- 

 gotten ; for them a warm and sheltered kennel is fitted 

 up with benches, and well provided with straw. Many 

 a sporting-lodge in England, on which thousands have 

 been expended, lacks the comforts of my kinsman's 

 unpretending cottage. Where are the coach-houses ? 

 Those, indeed, would be useless appendages ; for the 

 nearest road on which a wheel could turn is ten miles 

 distant from the lodge. 



* Blackfoot. 



