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and begged me to label for him, which employment was of mutual 
accommodation. There was a very good kitchen garden and a 
fine orchard here, and Mr. Procknow had some flowers. There 
were all the common vegetables and the hill-fruits, and loads of 
by far the finest walnuts I ever saw, and now at their best; but 
what fetched me above everything was a patch of veritable Scotch 
curly kale. These kind people made me free of their garden and 
orchard, and I was able in a slight degree to repay them by sending 
them, when I got back to my regiment, a good supply of the very 
best English flower and vegetable seeds. My colonel was a great 
gardener, and had a supply of seeds out from Engiand twice 
a year; and he willingly gave me as much as I wanted for my 
host. I also sent Mr. Procknow a small supply of medicines for 
the use of the “‘ corpora vilia”’ of his hill-patients, for the gentle 
missionary was a curer of bodies as well as of souls. I persuaded 
him to share our rough and ready dinner in the evening, and we 
had a long chat, chiefly about what was to be shot in the neigh- 
bourhood. He mentioned Bears, Ghoral, and oceasionally Musk 
Deer; several kinds of Pheasants, and lots of Chicore. He had 
seen Tahr brought in from the adjoining heights in winter, and 
im very severe weather an occasional Serow, Cervus Aristotelis. 
Koteghur, Oct. 17th.—Devoted the morning and early part 
of the day to Chicore, and found them numerous in the terraced 
plots of cultivation, a couple of miles east of Koteghur, especially 
in the ripe buckwheat crops. We got eight brace, and ought to 
have shot more. I think our Himalayan Red-legged Partridge, 
Caccabis Chukar, too closely resembles that of Southern Europe 
to warrant specific separation. It is often kept as a pet by the hill 
people, generally caged; but I had three of them at Landour as 
tame as poultry, running about my house, and following me 
about like a dog. They were most amusing in their way, and 
aggressive to the native servants, tilting and pecking at their 
bare legs. They are, moreover, most excellent birds for the 
table. I have been told of, but never witnessed, a curious mode 
of making a good bag of Chicore, in vogue with some of the hill 
Shikarees, and that is by attracting their attention by exhibiting 
a piece of coloured (usually brown and yellow) chintz or cotton 
carpet, spread out on the end of a stick, or fashioned like 
an umbrella. The sportsman holds this out before him, and 
the birds inquisitively approach within easy shot. My informant. 
