JULY 183 



bottom as well as from the face of the 

 water. 



Gamekeepers are as a rule delightful 

 companions. Our visit to Loch Ordie 

 would be memorable if only in respect 

 that it led to our making the ac- 

 quaintance of two singularly interesting 

 representatives of the class. These are 

 Donald Sim and Henry Haxton. 



On our reaching the loch, about half- 

 past ten in the morning, Donald was not 

 to be found. Disturbing to ourselves, 

 impatient to be out upon the water, this 

 was doubly so to Haxton, who said that 

 Donald had received orders to be ready 

 not later than ten. There is a row of 

 picturesque cottages close to the jetty : 

 the home of a forester, the home of 

 Donald and Mrs. Sim, and a "fishing- 

 house." On making inquiry, Haxton 

 learned that Donald had gone out, to see 

 to the foxes, at "the back of five." It 

 was true that when after foxes Donald 

 was never in a hurry to return ; but, even 



