also."

"I will go with you, captain," said I. "We will take Morris's old
pointer, Dash: he is steady and staunch."

About four o'clock that afternoon the hunting-party returned,
bringing in three deer, six wild turkeys, twenty-five ducks, ten
gray squirrels, and three rabbits, besides a wild steer, killed by
Halliday. They had also killed a wild-cat, and a small alligator about
seven feet long. A good heap of game it made.

"What are you going to do with that alligator, Captain Morris?" asked
the doctor.

"I thought I should like to take home his hide to put in my hall. He
was going for one of my hounds when I shot him."

"I will take off the skin for you," said the doctor: "you had better
pack it in salt till you get to New York. We will save that wild-cat's
skin, too: it is a handsome pelt--_Felis rufus_, the Southern lynx."

"Well done!" cried Mr. Loud, who just then came out to the cart.
"That's the biggest gobbler I have seen this year. I must weigh that
bird: bring out the scales, Peter. So--eighteen pounds, and this other
sixteen: fine birds indeed! Who killed them?"

"Colonel Vincent killed the largest, and I two of the others," said
Dr. Macleod of the Victoria. "Captain Morris, I think, shot three
turkeys and a deer; Mr. Weldon killed two deer; Halliday shot the
steer and the cat, and the small game was pretty equally divided