"A MONARCH OF THE GLEN"
Transatlantic Millionaire (surveying one of his deer-forests). "Ha! look there! I see three excursionists! Send 'em to the----!"
Gigantic Gillie (and chucker-out). "If you please, Mr. Dollers, they're excisemen!"
T.M. "I don't care who they are! Send'em to the----!"
G.G. "Yes, Mr. Dollers."
[Proceeds to carry out the order.
Sportsman (who declines to be told where to go and what to do by his gillie), after an arduous stalk in the blazing sun, at last manages to crawl within close range of those "brown specks" he dicovered miles distant on the hillside!
