CHAPTER I. 



EN KOUTE FOE THE CAUCASUS. 



' Okhota khooje nevolia ! ' (the chase is worse 

 than slavery) was the refram running through 

 the last pages of my first book on sport in 

 the Caucasus. And, indeed, when those 

 words were dinned into my ears, at the fag 

 end of the wet season on the Black Sea coast, 

 by a gillie who was sulky and homesick, in 



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