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horns being on the topmost point of all. Whom they 

 could belong to it was difficult to say — they seemed 

 as wild as red deer. Dogs who are accustomed to 

 roe seem invariably to hunt goats. Returning home- 

 wards, Fred began to snuiF the air as if he smelt 

 something he was used to hunt. Expecting it to be 

 a wild cat or some vermin, I answered his appealing 

 look by allowing him to go off in pursuit of whatever 

 it might be. Off he went, scrambling over the rocks 

 in a state of fiu'ious eagerness. After a short time, 

 however, a small flock of goats rushed past me with 

 Mr. Fred in hot pursuit on their scent. Nothing 

 would stop him, notwithstanding his usual obe- 

 dience, so I left him to liis chace, and some time 

 afterwards he came up with us again, looking 

 heartily ashamed, and having run himself well out 

 of wind, the goats having probably got to some steep 

 rock of refuge where no dog could follow them. 



About ten o'clock, it being still quite light, we 

 found oiu-selves above the sea, with our inn appa- 

 rently some miles off, probably about tliree, and 

 tlu-ee miles of such walking as, after our hard day's 

 work since three in the morning, we did not much 

 fancy. Just then, however, we saw a boat going up 

 the glassy loch towards our inn ; so hailing it as 

 loud as we could, we managed to make the rowers 

 hear us, and they having come to the shore, we with 



