98 IN THE LAND OP THE BORA. 



so thick as in Greece or in Herzegovina. On this 

 occasion we met a woman herding sheep, who said 

 she had heard them on a certain mass of rock. 

 Sure enough, the dogs soon began to be busy 

 when we got near it. Unfortunately, my guide 

 did not think sufficiently about me. He and a 

 boy whom he had called up hurried on, and I could 

 not keep line. The Morlak does not look very 

 smart with his extraordinary baggy nether gar- 

 ments and huge raw-hide sandals, but he is expert 

 and active among his native rocks, and I, who 

 claim to be a fair cragsman, was quite out of the 

 hunt with my nailed shooting-boots. 



The result may be imagined. I was behind a 

 rock when I heard a whistle of wings — a "rise" 

 unfamiliar to me.* Then my man informed me 

 the birds had risen on his throwing a stone into 

 some bushes — first five, then a single bird, then a 

 brace, and lastly one more. He thought he knew 

 where the two were, so I waited for a driven shot 

 whilst they beat out the rocky ridge. They failed, 

 however, to move the birds ; but Ante said he had 

 a dead mark on a single bird, and thought he knew 

 where three were. I elected for the certainty — 



* This is a subject on which more might he written. I 

 maintain that the " rise " (the whirr of wings with which most 

 of the Gallinacese, and other birds, get up) differs with each 

 variety. An observant sportsman should be able without 

 difficulty to name the bird which gets up behind him, provided, 

 of course, he is familiar with the species. 



