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to keep them as such near neighbours, and they had to he 

 " banished " and obliged to make their earth further off, so 

 that a most interesting sight was lost. 



After shooting at Horsley for two seasons, my father 

 followed his friend, Mr. Hildyard, into Perthshire, being 

 further tempted there, as his old college friend, Mr. John 

 Dundas, the father of the present Marquis of Zetland, also 

 had the adjoining moor of Glen Quaich. Auchnafree, the 

 moor my father took, was at the head of Glen Almond, 

 and besides joining Mr. Dundas's moor, it marched with Mr. 

 Hildyard's at Corrie Muckloch, so that the three friends 

 had three adjoining moors which fitted into each other like 

 a puzzle. It was a very mountainous country, and golden 

 eagles, peregrine falcons, and ravens were our daily 

 companions. Mr. Dundas was a great lover of pointers, 

 which he educated himself and took great pains with. 

 He crossed his breed with a foxhound strain, to endeavour 

 to increase their endurance and " staying powers." It 

 certainly had this effect, and very good dogs they were, 

 but the experiment had one drawback, the foxhound 

 cross made them very prone to run hares and rabbits, 

 and they were difficult to restrain. The most famous 

 dog Mr. Dundas ever had he took out as a puppy one day 

 after luncheon, just to shoot a few birds over him. Prince 

 had never seen a gun fired, although he had been 

 thoroughly trained up to that stage. It was a triumphant 

 beginning, as the pair returned in the evening with more 

 than fifty brace of grouse ! The mountain on which 

 this feat was performed has now become entirely clothed 

 with grass, though formerly there was excellent heather 

 upon it. At Auchnafree, too, a great deal of what used 

 to be our best grouse ground, all heather, has now become 



