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I'm always longing for the season to come. Papa fills the house here with hunting men and shooting men people without two ideas in their heads, you know, just like himself; and even THEY go out all day, and leave us women from morning till night to the society of their wives and daughters, who are exactly like them. Mr.

We each had good Zeiss glasses, which are essential, and later, in Nairobi, were able to obtain a satisfactory replenishment of hunting clothes and shoes. Cameras Everybody who goes shooting will want at least one camera if only for the purpose of having his picture taken with his first lion, if he is successful in getting one. Mr.

The men were awfully hungry, too, but not a mouthful did they get of their own game. "The Ingins were more'n an hour feasting, while their prisoners kept a looking for some help to get 'em out of the scrape they was in. "'Bout a mile down the creek, me and six other trappers had a camp, and that morning, being scarce of meat, we all went a hunting.

"That's right. Keep a-goin'. It's your stunt this time." And Sundown waved his arm. The return of Sundown without the dog occasioned no suspicion on the Mexican's part. He most naturally thought, if he considered the fact at all, that the dog was hunting the mesas.

The great waggon of the hunting partners, loaded with hides, horns, and ivory, stood at the door of the store, as Gertie and her protectors passed, having just arrived from a successful trip into Kafirland, and fortunately escaped the outbreak of the war. Fastening their bridles to one of its wheels, Hans, Gertie, and Considine entered.

These "bruisers" of the hunting field ought to be made to carry three stone dead weight; they should be "trashed for overtopping." However, as Brooksby has tersely put it, "Some men hunt to ride and some ride to hunt; others, thank Heaven! double their fun by doing both."

He was a quiet, good-humoured gentleman, in a long blue coat, whose face was as familiar to us as that of our writing-master; and many a time had that gracious gentleman bidden us good morning, when we were hunting for mushrooms in the early dew, and had crossed his path as he was returning from his dairy, to his eight o'clock breakfast.

There were five or six other men, seemingly of rank, and on horseback also, behind him, but they wore no armour, and were in hunting gear only, and again there were footmen, leading hounds like the great one that stood by Raud and me. And two men there were who led between them Beorn, holding him lest he should fall, either from weakness or terror, close to the jarl.

"What on earth can the fellows be up to?" remarked Sir Reginald, at length, as he removed his binoculars from his eyes, and turned to address the other members of the party. "Are they, by any chance, hunting for us, think you, under the impression that we have left the ship and are taking a morning stroll among the ruins?" "It is by no means impossible," answered Lethbridge.

McInery, the well-known naturalist, spent several weeks last spring in the neighborhood of New Braunfels, hunting ornithological specimens for his collection, and he offered fifty dollars to any one who would bring him an eagle's nest, with living eaglets or with eggs in it. When Lee Hemingway learned of the offer, he determined to earn it.