THE ARM OF THE LAW _ 139 
more stirring tales to tell than this. The mid- 
night dynamiter, for instance, is not unknown on 
some famous streams. There the guardians of 
the waters run considerable risks. 
Leaving the waters, woods and fields, and the 
charms of their open-air life must have been 
a wrench to the keepers when they went off to 
the war, as they did in such numbers, In Selkirk- 
shire I came across a gamekeeper who had lost 
one of his sons in France ; the lad was just in his 
early manhood, and had been an under-keeper at 
home. He knew all the ways of birds and fish, 
and had won the regard of the countryside. The 
father, as he went his rounds and arranged the 
butts for the grouse-shooting, would talk of him 
sadly, yet with pride. At Khartoum the sturdy 
Scotch gamekeeper, whom I mentioned before, 
wondered “‘ what the grouse are doing at home.” 
He used to see the Field regularly at home, and 
he sorely missed it out there. When I was able 
to let him have a copy, his gratitude knew no 
bounds, His thoughts turned ever to the purples 
and browns of Scotland 
So and no otherwise—so and no otherwise—hillmen 
desire their hills. 
