CHAPTER III 



VARIOUS EPISODES IN THE BOON AND 

 TERAI JUNGLES 



" Midst music of the pine trees 

 And the jungle's deep refrain, 

 The twin great rivers rise and flow 

 Towards the sunlit plain." 



I WAS lucky enough to enjoy Sir John Hewett's 

 great hospitahty during part of three of the big 

 annual shoots that he held in these jungles. 



These were some of the best days that I have 

 ever spent. The good sport, the experience of 

 beating with a long line of elephants through 

 these great forests and open grass "sots" with the 

 Himalayas for their background, the fine camps, 

 and the happy party, are recollections that will 

 not fade. These shoots were probably some of 

 the last that will ever be held on the grand scale 

 reminiscent of the great Nawabs of old. And 

 if, as an unimportant private individual, I may 

 hazard an opinion, I would say that they helped 

 enormously to keep up the prestige of the Govern- 

 ment with the People, who are denied the privilege 

 enjoyed by their political and lawyer brethren of 

 listening to wisdom in council. 



As I hope that Sir John will one day be per- 



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