A WINTER CAMPAIGN IN DONANA. 



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After two or three days with the small game, it was 

 decided to give the deer a turn. The sun shone brightly 

 as we rode out to the ground selected for the day's sport, 

 and a gentle breeze blew from a favourable direction. The 

 first beat, nevertheless, proved blank — only hinds passing 

 through the line, which served to give us, for a moment, a 

 nutter of excitement as they crashed through the under- 

 wood, and dashed away at redoubled speed. On the next 

 drive several stags were seen — some broke back, but three 

 ran the gauntlet of our line at different points, offering 

 good opportunities to three of our guns, two of which, 



DEAD LYNX. 



however, were not accepted. The third hart was stopped 

 in the midst of a last bound by a clean rifle-shot at long 

 range — a fine head of twelve tines. 



The guns were next placed along a line of gigantic 

 clumps of bulrushes which extended for miles with 

 narrow glades, and thick, matted jungle between. This 

 beat resulted successfully : seven shots were fired, two 

 deer escaped, but two deer and two boars were killed. A 

 curious incident also occurred with a lynx : the beast was 

 evidently wounded by a lucky rifle-shot, and presently, the 



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