SKETCHES OF SPORT IN HUNGARY. 895 
game-laws protected him, and I confined myself to watching 
him attentively. 
He was a true wild stag reared in the open forest, with 
horns such as one no longer sees in the woods of central 
Europe, where the deer are huddled together within a small 
area and have degenerated to miserable shadows of their 
former selves. It is only in more eastern countries, where the 
woods have not been turned into promenades, that real Red 
Deer are still to be found. 
The following day my brother-in-law and I breakfasted 
while it was still quite dark, and then left the shooting-lodge. 
He drove back along the greater part of the valley, and I 
walked after one of the keepers, who led me along a steep 
slope through a thick wood. 
My guide, a dark-looking fellow whom I had previously 
known, strode silently in front of me wrapped in his long 
grey cloak—his expressive eyes, tanned visage framed by 
black ringlets, powerful muscular frame, easy movements, 
and noiseless way of gliding through the cover being all 
thoroughly characteristic of the fine strong race of the 
Southern Slavonians. 
A splendid hiding-place near an exposed bait had been 
prepared for me, and almost before daybreak a pair of large 
‘Ravens appeared, which flew to the lure without much cere- 
mony and began to enjoy themselves heartily. Suddenly 
they croaked hoarsely and cast frightened glances towards 
the edge of the wood hard by, and on looking in that direc- 
tion I saw a wolf peeping slyly out. 
I cautiously took up my rifle, hoping that the fellow would 
feel appetized for a little breakfast, in which case I would 
willingly have served him with some lead; but my expecta- 
tions vanished on seeing his worship, who was probably 
returning from his nightly raid with a full stomach, move on 
at a quiet trot and vanish from my sight.into the wood. 
