CHAPTER XII 



MARRIED AND A RUN OF LUCK 



By C. W. G. Morris 



I WILL conclude by relating as briefly as possible 

 a few of the experiences I had between November 

 1910, when the crowning luck of all came in the 

 shape of a wife, and September 1922. 



Apart from joining Captain F. to follow a tiger 

 he had wounded (when luckily I got in a shot 

 which turned the brute, enabling him to wipe it 

 out) it was not till April 1912 that I got a chance 

 of my own. 



My wife and I were camped in the Naad or 

 low country. The evening of our arrival, while 

 out with a tracker, I saw the fresh pug marks of a 

 tiger on the side of a nullah which at this season 

 was almost dry except for a pool here and there. 

 I had an old cow tied up, and next morning sure 

 enough it was killed. 



As a wedding present I had been given an 

 Ever-Ready electric light with some twenty 

 yards of wire, and this was a lovely opportunity 

 to try it, as there was no moon. 



Tying the kill securely by the neck to a tree, 

 I had (instead of the chair, which I prefer) a 

 machan put in a convenient tree, as owing to the 



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