SPORT AND SCIENCE ON THE 
setting traps. We found the trail easily enough, 
but did not follow it up far, as it lost itself ina 
stony ravine bottom. 
While trying to pick it up on the wooded slope, 
we ran across a very fresh trail and decided to 
follow it up at once. It Jed us across the top of 
the ridge, and a few yards down the next slope, 
which was covered with dense hazel scrub. As 
we entered the latter, there was the sound of some 
large body moving through the brush. Breath- 
lessly we waited, soon being rewarded by the sight 
of a good-sized pig, rapidly climbing the opposite 
slope. I fired a couple of quick shots, but the 
pig gained and crossed the top of the ridge and: 
vanished. We dashed down through the hazel 
scrub and up the steep slope. On reaching the 
top a spot of blood told us that our pig was hit. 
Continuing on the run we tracked him round the 
head of the next ravine, over the divide at the 
top, and once more drove him from the dense 
brush in which he was lying up. This time as he 
climbed the slope opposite us, I managed to get 
in a shot that bowled him over, but again he 
struggled to his feet and vanished over the crest 
of the ridge. Another arduous climb ,brought 
us into a small wood of scrub oak, where we found 
great difficulty in singling out the trail of our 
quarry from a dozen others that ran in all direc- 
tions. Sending the hunter along one of the 
freshest, I followed another, which led along the 
46 
