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trotting at under 100, under which circumstances 

 I had just missed him, I have a sort of bloodthirsty 

 confidence in myself this time, and as he comes by 

 at last, lolloping along through the burn at an easy 

 canter with his great broadside full to me, I fire 

 and miss again ! " Behind and over him ! " mutters 

 Donald in a tone of despair but I heed him not ; 

 I knew it, he had just dipped downwards going 

 into the burn as I pulled, and I take the sight just 

 before his shoulder and fire the second barrel as 

 he mounts the bank out of it, and when he appears 

 as galloping deer will do sometimes to be 

 almost standing still. " That's in him ! " shouts 

 Donald in a very different tone ; another stride and 

 he reels half backwards. " He's down ! " follows 

 as a comparative, and when the next moment I 

 see the renowned " Clubfoot " with his heels kick- 

 ing in the air, a thunderous "He's dead!" comes 

 as a superlative from the now frantic Donald, who 

 exhorting me to load again and follow him, " in 

 case," darts down the hill-side with prodigious bounds, 



