92 PHEASANTS 



in clouds. Nov. 25th. We had another day's 

 pheasant shooting in a remise where they had last 

 year killed in one day 1200. Game so scarce here 

 this year that we only bagged 385 pheasants. 

 The Remise is an English mile long and about the 

 half as wide, covered with high grass, clumped 

 with copse wood, fern, and broom. The ladies did 

 not shoot to-day as the cold was intense. 



For nearly half a century after the 

 date of these notes, Lord Malmesbury 

 gave every day he could spare to his 

 favourite pursuit ; but, although he may 

 be reckoned as one of the most ardent 

 followers of the gun who ever lived, he 

 never again sought to take part in another 

 of the battues, which from the tone of his 

 diary we may conclude he found little to 

 his taste. After forty seasons of sport 

 at his beautiful home, Heron Court, his 

 game book gives a total of 6320 pheasants 

 killed, an average of 157 a year, which 

 would probably give not more than 5 or 6 

 to a day's shooting. 



We must remember, however, that the 

 day of the high pheasant had not come 

 when the young Englishman found little 



