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tending his horse; for the beast I was sorrie, 
but less so than if he had robbed me and per- 
chance shot me, and so on to Howick after a 
very hard and long ride, then to Melrose. 
The next daye on fresh horses brought us to 
Edinboro, as your good wife has told you, who 
treated us handsomelie of the best, but I was 
much grieved to find you gone North, for it 
was a grate pleasure I had beene looking for 
to greet you once again. The next day but one 
I arrived at my friend his place, a charming 
place with all the beauties of Nature round it; 
woods, dales, a lovely stream which he told 
me was full of trout, and a greater lake than I 
ever sawe, on which I could see thousands of 
water foule. He had also many thousands of 
acres of wild moorland covered with ling and 
heaths. Here I was to stay some weeks for 
shootinge and fishinge. My gunne had arrived 
a fortnight before in very good order. It was 
evening when we arrived and received a hearty 
welcome, and then to dinner, or supper for 
me, for I had dined well by the way. He had 
not expected me for some days, for he knewe 
what day I was to leave Northampton, and was 
surprised at our long and quick stages; but 
the dinner was excellent, trout from his stream, 
some moor foule, and a quarter of a roe deer. 
I praised his good living, for it was his ordi¬ 
nary, I not having been expected yet. 
After breakfast next morning we prepared 
for our sport, I had my long barrel, which has 
been my good friend ever since I coulde bold 
it to my shoulder, but he brought out one the 
like to which I never before had seen; it had 
two barrels placed side by side, brassed to¬ 
gether by half an inch of iron, two locks and 
triggers. He offered to lende me another like 
it. but preferred my owne, for the barrels of 
his were fully a foot shorter than mine, and I 
thought must needs be but poor throwers. 
Two pointers were brought, and a big panel, 
to find wounded birds he told me; thiss a man 
had in chayne. As I had brought but a parlour 
set of clothes, besides my traveling ones, my 
friend produced a velvet coat of a sad green, 
and donned a like one himself, I wore my cock 
hat (which seemed to grieve him) while he had 
a beaver hat of a cream hue. 
W’e started across the moor, and presently 
si.x moor foule flew up. My friend shot one 
flying, but the second priming missed fire. He 
asked why I did not fire, and I told him I had 
not seen them until they rose. And you will 
not. said he, you must shoot as they flie and in 
fronte of them if they are crossing. 
He put fresh priming in the gunne, and 
loaded the other barrel, and very soon, my eyes 
being very good, I saw a foule on a low stone 
about sixty paces away, I began creeping low 
toward it, when my friend gave a low whistle 
and held out his hand, meaning that I should 
stop, but I went on and got within thirty paces. 
He put up his head and I fired and running up, 
to my joy found three others dead, three others 
had fleed. “There!” said I, returning, “now 
whose wa}' is best?” “Ah, we have given up 
that way long ago here,” sayed he; but he didn’t 
alter my opinion. 
On we went again, the dogs anon pointing 
game, my friend many times shooting one with 
each of his barrels, when one of them didn’t 
miss fire, which was frequently as the weather 
was damp, which made the priming the same. 
I never saw another bird on the ground: but 
once I fired at them fleeing, but got nothing 
for my pains, so I watched him. He shot 
twenty-one of these moor foule, and one of 
those black moor foule I have seen on the 
heath by Esher and Bagshot in Surrey; so we 
went to his house. Next daye he woulde have 
me take one of his two-barrelled gunnes, and 
first get used to the triggers by firing off 
poudre alone, I soon got used to it, and killed 
two or three as they fleed, but my eye was not 
well to it, but coming. 
I did better with the trout, for he used flys 
made of feathers tyed on horsehairs, but I 
grubs, and my lot were most and biggest. I 
was delighted in this stream to see a bird, black 
with a white apron, flitting on before me, and 
anon diving or running into and under the 
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