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Title: King Edward VII. as a sportsman
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Watson, Alfred Edward Thomas, 1849-1922
Subjects: Edward VII, King of Great Britain, 1841-1910 Horses Sports -- Great Britain
Publisher: London : Longmans, Green and Co.
Contributing Library: Webster Family Library of Veterinary Medicine
Digitizing Sponsor: Tufts University

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great grey boulders.The telescope is brought out and steadied upon theshoulder of a rock, minute instructions are given asto the exact spot to be observed ; and then, as if bymagic, the deer seem to start out of the ground,clearly defined and so close that the observer dropshis voice lest they should hear him. There are two,three, four stags amongst them. He is all impatienceto be after them, but John Grant is in no hurry.There are ways and means to be considered, and thedirection of the wind is unfavourable. He slings thetelescope across his shoulders, picks up the rifle, andthey start on a long detour, which is destined to bringthem, by steep and rugged ways, to the corrie at thehead of the ravine. In an hour they are across theglen and half-way up the farther slope, and again thestalker calls a halt and insists on his charge taking a* breather before the final ascent. Then on againand upwards, on to the bare brow, and another halt whilst Grant crawls cautiously forward and peers 122
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y< ^ n^ CO u CO o K-1 A O ^ c; :^ ;< ^ u: — ^ H fN o ^ wu ^ ci ■i^ <: a K H Balmoral over into the ravine below. At a sign the young Prince follows him, and now they are both crawling through the tufted grass towards a lower ridge. The Prince draws level with the stalker and looks over. The herd is a hundred yards below them ; some are lying down, others are grazing quietly, and among them a good stag with his quarters towards them. The Prince puts out his hand for his rifle ; but still John Grant is in no hurry. He loads it quietly, and waits until he judges that the Prince has had time to recover his breath after the arduous stalk. The stag, in feeding, gradually turns broadside to the watchers ;the stalker passes the rifle and whispers, Behind the shoulder, and low ; and keep your eye on him if you miss, for the second barrel. There is a breathless pause—then the report of the rifle echoes through the narrow ravine, is caught up in the corrie, flings upwards to the peaks,

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