A WET DAY ON THE HILL 



Much of the enjoyment to be derived from deer- 

 stalking in Scotland is, no doubt, due to the 

 beautiful wild scenery amongst which the sport is 

 pursued. The heather-clad hills, the steep corries, 

 the great grey boulders relieved here and there 

 with patches of bracken, the peaty burn meander- 

 ing down the hillside amidst stones and slabs, and 

 mosses of lovely texture and varied hues, all 

 combine to form a landscape sui generis^ such as 

 can be found nowhere but in bonnie Scotland. If 

 to these surroundings we add the placid surface of 

 a loch lying far below us as we look down from a 

 heathery knoll, or a broad blue arm of the sea 

 running in between rocky islets round which the 

 wings of seafowl gleam white in the distance, we 

 complete a picture of which the eye can never 

 weary, and which inspires a feeling of restful 

 enjoyment as delightful to experience as it is 

 difficult to describe. But much will naturally 

 depend on the weather. Given a clear day, with 

 not too strong a light, and a moderate wind, all 

 may go well ; but should a mist descend from the 

 hill, or a light drizzling rain continue to fall steadily, 

 not only will the chances of sport be considerably 

 reduced, but the enjoyment of the day may be 



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