212 PHEASANTS 



followed a brace of handsome setters or 

 silky pointers where the western glens 

 run down to the sea ; had stood on the 

 autumn stubbles and seen the driven 

 partridge swinging high over the fir belts 

 of East Anglia, or skimming across the 

 low stone walls of the north country ; the 

 twist of the snipe, the swerve of the 

 woodcock, the 'jink ' of the wary pigeon, 

 and the leisurely flight of the deceptive 

 black-cock, were alike familiar to them, 

 nor had they failed to trust ear as much 

 as eye at the evening flight, and pull 

 down the half-seen duck from the darken- 

 ing sky. And this was what they said, 

 if the rough notes in a pocket - book 

 lie not : — 



Lord Walsingham and Hon. A. E. Gathoene- 

 Hardy — a lowish pheasant straight overhead to 

 which you have to turn round. 



Lord DJE Grey — a high pheasant downwind, 

 dropping and curling. 



Lord AsHBURTON — pheasant 35-40 yards away, 

 crossing and dropping. 



Mr. F. Fryer — a low skimming pAeajara< against 

 a dark background. 



