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more radiant, if anything, than Donald himself, 

 for his wonderful tact and sagacity in turning the 

 deer. Then we all th.ee admire and expatiate 

 on the thickness and breadth of the dead hero's 

 horns, which had eleven points, and examine the 

 mysterious foot, the malformation of which a de- 

 ficiency of length in one of the toes had given 

 him his name. " Ah, many's the top it has gone 

 over ! " ejaculates Donald in a sudden access of 

 poetical emotion, as he reverently lifts the re- 

 nowned member. After many conjectures as to 

 his probable weight, I produce my flask, and serve 

 out a mighty dram to both, not forgetting my- 

 self, or neglecting to join in the somewhat 

 barbarous toast or sentiment : " Here's more 

 blood ! " 



Then first my mind reverts to the other stag 

 of whose fate I was still ignorant, and of whom 

 indeed, so absorbed had I been in the superior 

 attractions of " Clubfoot," I had not even thought 

 since I fired the shot, which I knew must or 



