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CHAPTER XXIX. 



I did not go up to the hill again for some time, 

 and my next day was only noteworthy for the 

 number — fifteen — of chamois which I saw. The 

 dog rather spoilt matters, being very disobedient. 

 I admit a dog is a doubtful advantage on these 

 occasions, but still he is company. This day he 

 first winded and moved one herd (six) over the 

 cliff jutting out above the Mushroom Eock ; and 

 when I commenced to go round this on a grass 

 ledge, he picked up another fresh scent, and 

 though I hurried on, it was only to see (as I 

 thought) some of the same herd in full flight the 

 other side. I imagined them to have crossed the 

 cliff whilst I was coming round it. I continued to 

 move along the base of the cliff towards the scene 

 of my first success ; and presently a doe and kid 

 came down and passed within fifty yards of me. 

 Of course I would not fire. A furlong further on 

 I lay down behind a beech bush, and presently 

 I saw twelve chamois galloping along a gallery 

 in the face of the rock, hundreds of feet above 

 me. They crossed the top of the snowfield, aud 



