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“©1852, Sept. 4th.—The Prince had a wood driven not far from the 
house. After we had posted in line, two fine stags passed me, which I 
missed ; Colonel Phipps fired next, and lastly the Prince, without any 
effect. The Queen had come out to see the sport, lying down in the 
heather by the Prince, and witnessed all these fiascos, to our humiliation !” 
(vol. i. p. 347). 
Amongst the wildfowl killed at Heron Court there were 
usually a very large number of Teal, and sometimes extra- 
ordinary bags were made by good shots. Thus :— 
“1853, Jan. 81st. —Lord Anson and Mr. Bentinck arrived; we three 
went out duck-shooting on the moor’s river, and killed 166 Teal. I record 
this feat, because I believe it to be unequalled with three ordinary guns. 
They were in thousands after a long flood throughout November and 
December ” (vol. i. p. 383). 
In October of the same year we find the noble author back 
again in Scotland, at Achnacary, where, on the 20th of that 
month, he was joined by the Hon. Grantley Berkeley, who, as 
we learn from the diary, ‘‘ was as agreeable as he always is; 
but, considering his great reputation as a sportsman, he did 
nothing in deer-stalking, being past the age for walking over 
Lochiel’s mountains.” (Vol. i. p. 407). The author himself a 
few days later— 
Killed a good Stag at 168 yards—a running shot through the head 
(luck, of course)—yet he recovered by the time the dogs and men got up to 
him, and made a good fight, shaking off the hounds several times, charging 
one of the gillies, and tearing his clothes with his antlers. Berkeley killed 
a Salmo ferox, weighing 18 lbs., in Loch Arkaig ” (vol. i. p. 407). 
He himself in this same loch killed a bull-trout of 18 lbs., 
and Lord Edward Thynne a Salmon of 13 lbs. (Vol. i. p. 489). 
On the next page we read :— 
“1853, Nov. 5th.—Went to the Forest of Gerran (a primeval wood 
stretching along the shores of Loch Arkaig), and killed a magnificent Stag 
with twelve points, a cup on each horn, and double brow-antlers. Thit 
wood and that of Gusach, lining the shore of Loch Arkaig, are certainly 
_ primeval. The hill is clothed with immense pines, and with almost 
impenetrable heather. Among the débris of centuries and in an older 
stratum lie many gigantic oaks; one I measured was sixty feet long, and 
perfectly sound. They were evidently the ancient possessors of the 
mountain before the younger generation of the red pine usurped their 
place” (vol. i. p. 408). 
