"But you won't see much, I'm afraid." "I see some grouse!" cried the shipowner's son, a few minutes later.

"We might bring some of those down and cook them for supper.

We won't want to wait to do it for dinner." He pointed to some grouse far away, and all agreed that the fowls would make good eating.

They rode behind some bushes, tied their horses, and went forward with caution.

All fired together, and when the smoke cleared away they saw that four of the game had been laid low.