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shouts from a marker. He has seen yet another surrow, 

 which, he says, has crossed the foot of the lateral gorge, and 

 is now moving beyond it along the precipitous face on my 

 side of the main one. I at once send several of the beaters, 

 who have just joined me, round to try and intercept the 

 animal, but the ground there is too steep and difficult for 

 them to travel over. All they can do is to shell the place 

 with big stones, so I am not surprised that he gives us the 

 slip. Nor am I much disappointed either, being quite satisfied 

 with the two animals secured. 



One of the dead beasts had a half-healed bullet-hole in its 

 ear, and was most probably the first surrow I had seen and 

 shot at a few days before, not very far from where it had now 

 fallen. Both were good specimens a buck and a doe and 

 carried almost equally long horns. 



As nearly all our manoeuvres had taken place within sight 

 of the camp, my companion on this trip had once more an 

 opportunity of watching them almost from his tent. This 

 was a very satisfactory termination to our pleasant week's 

 holiday. 



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Gurhu'itl MounLinn. 



