. Sport . s, I cannot 2 20 SPORT. make out. Donald, however, says they are mostlystags, and that there are some shootable beasts among them whatever, and after long scrutinyand more dissertations in Gaelic with Archie, whichmakes me feel rather jealous and out of it,he shuts up his glass, and with a long expira-tion, something between a sigh and a grunt, whichalways proceeds from him when his mind is madeup, rises and says, We will just be getting a bitnearer to them, sir. Keeping under the sky-line,we make a lono- semi-circular march alonof the tops till we reach a more favourable post ofobse
. Sport . s, I cannot 2 20 SPORT. make out. Donald, however, says they are mostlystags, and that there are some shootable beasts among them whatever, and after long scrutinyand more dissertations in Gaelic with Archie, whichmakes me feel rather jealous and out of it,he shuts up his glass, and with a long expira-tion, something between a sigh and a grunt, whichalways proceeds from him when his mind is madeup, rises and says, We will just be getting a bitnearer to them, sir. Keeping under the sky-line,we make a lono- semi-circular march alonof the tops till we reach a more favourable post ofobservation. Here I have no difficulty in makingthem out, and in verifying Donalds assertion thatthere are some shootable beasts among are, indeed ! and only too many; some withsuch grand heads and deep girths that the verysight of them even from that distance throughmy glass causes my heart to beat quicker. A sudden perturbation now possesses Donald,several times monosyllables in the unknown tongue. DEER-STALKING. 223 escape him, to all appearance involuntarily, in alternatetones of surprise, doubt, incredulity, astonishment,and finally of aue-stricken certainty. Then, aftersome unintelligible confidences to Archie, he turnsto me, and in deep, reverential tones, a sort of con-versational dim religious light, he almost faltersout—Highlander as he is and unaccustomed tobad grammar—the illiterate exclamation, Its him!Who? What? I inquire more with myeyes than my tongue, for I am utterly at aloss for the cause of this sudden change fromhis usual calmness. Its Clubfoot himself! hetremulously replies. And then a sudden fierce joy, not without asharp pang of anxiety, nearly akin to fear, seizedon my heart, some such feeling as might havebeen experienced by some subordinate or second-class commander in one of the old campaigns atsuddenly discovering that the force opposed tohim was led by Napoleon himself. For Club-foot, so called from a peculiar formation disclosed 224 SPO
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