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man and an amateur blacksmith. He insisted 

 on seizing this creature to capture it ahve. The 

 python drew up a loop of itself, like a caterpillar, 

 and straightened out, sending B. flying; so we 

 then shot it. 



I have written enough about this shoot. 

 Afterwards, for many years I spent all the hot 

 weathers pig-sticking. I had some fine short 

 tiger shoots in the Terai with Sir John Hewett, 

 and went after various odd tiger and panther, 

 sometimes with nothing to record and sometimes 

 with incidents mentioned elsewhere. For several 

 years in the rains I went after bison, as also 

 recorded in another chapter. 



In 1912 N. and I did a pleasant two months' 

 shoot. We had choice of two places, one near to 

 civilization and one far off. We chose the former, 

 but we were wrong. If you want good sport go 

 far afield. The further you go the better, gener- 

 ally, will be your sport. 



We got three tiger and a lot of bear. N.'s 

 tigress fell to a long trotting shot. She was a 

 vicious animal, who had killed one of our beaters 

 through no fault of his. 



I was nearly driven crazy one day, when sitting 

 up, by the cicadas, who with their buzzing gave 

 me the worst headache I have ever had in my 

 life. 



The bear were great fun, and N. one day had 

 to flee for his life with three of them howling in 

 hot pursuit. 



I was wandering among the rocks one evening, 

 and climbed up a gully into a cave, which was 

 empty but had every sign of recent bear. So 



