184 SPORTS AND ANECDOTES. 



One of the keepers, who came down in the morn- 

 ing to help with the killed and wounded, having tied 

 my birds together by their necks, slung them over 

 a single-barrelled gun he carried, and I remember 

 he bent the barrel in so doing. 



It was seldom that we were out all night, and 

 though, in addition to tobacco, we generally took a 

 little something to ' eat in our pockets, we always 

 found some kind of cold fixings, provided by . the 

 good old housekeeper, in the room on our return, 

 which used to be at all hours of the night and early 

 morn. " Well, Tom," said my cousin, who was our 

 captain, one morning to a sort of buttons who was 

 wont tp sit up to let us in, "what have you got for 

 us ? What's this ? " pointing to a pie, which he took . 

 to be full of pigeons. "That, sir," said Tom ; "oh, 

 that's a damsel pie, sir." " Damsel pie, indeed ; what 

 do you mean by a damsel pie ? Do you mean it's a 

 pie full of young women?" "Well, sir, indeed I 

 don't know," said Tom ; " I only know as Mrs. 

 Tomkins said it was a damsel pie." 



Sometimes in winter, when the weather was what 

 is called a regular ten-to-one-er, and when the ice 

 was frozen into regular icepans across the various 

 gutters, and layer after layer had been left by the tide 



