24 IN THE LAND OF THE BORA. 



skirt are often handsomely embroidered ; but the 

 latter garment is of ugly cut, and, being short in 

 front, accentuates the shapelessness of the gaiters 

 and the huge raw-hide sandals. 



Saturday, August 11, was another grilling hot 

 day. I was up at half-past five, and, as soon as 

 tea was dispatched, I started off along the coast 

 with dogs and gun. I passed the ruined church 

 of San Michele, and then, getting rather tired of 

 seeing nothing, I turned towards the hill. The 

 dogs were very beat for want of water, and would 

 hardly work. I found the hill road rather rough, 

 but nothing to the hill itself, which resembled a 

 staircase struck by lightning more than anything 

 else. The only vegetation was a few scattered 

 bushes, rhododendron-like for the most part. At 

 last I reached the summit of Mount Bokolj (900 

 feet), having seen no signs of game all the morning. 



Truth to tell, I had not expected much more. 

 The shooting in the Dalmatian islands is good, 

 but only at certain fixed periods. It is only birds 

 of passage that make it worth having. Twice a 

 year the quail pass, and in October and April 

 scores of woodcock can be bagged in a day. On 

 the mainland there is excellent winter shooting, 

 but only in those places which, from the nature 

 of the country, are suited to water-fowl. Stone- 

 hens, of which more anon, are not common in 

 the scoglie. By the way, I found the jackal story 



