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scttint^ traps. Wo found tlie trail easily enough, 

 but did not follow it up far, as it lost itself in a 

 stony ravine bottom. 



While trying to piek it up on the wooded slope, 

 we ran across a very fresh trail and decided to 

 follow it up at once. It led us across the top of 

 the ridge, and a few yards down the next slope, 

 which was covered with dense hazel scrub. As 

 we entered the latter, there was the sound of some 

 large body moving through the brush. Breath- 

 lessly we waited, soon being rewarded by the sight 

 of a good -sized pig, rapidly climbing the opposite 

 slope. I fired a couple of quick shots, but the 

 pig gained and crossed the top of the ridge and 

 vanished. We dashed down through the hazel 

 scrub and up the steep slope. On reaching the 

 top a spot of blood told us that our pig was hit. 

 Continuing on the run we tracked him round the 

 head of the next ravine, over the divide at the 

 top, and once more drove him from the dense 

 brush in wliich he was lying up. This time as he 

 climbed the slope opposite us, I managed to get 

 in a shot that bowled him over, but again he 

 struggled to his feet and vanished over the crest 

 of the ridge. Another arduous climb brought 

 us into a small wood of scrub oak, where we found 

 great difficulty in singling out the trail of our 

 quarry from a dozen others that ran in all direc- 

 tions. Sending the hunter along one of the 

 freshest, I followed another, which led along the 



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