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would be most efficacious. It would necessitate 

 careful hiding and the drawback of long cables. 

 I have shot a panther under an ordinary hurricane 

 lantern hung up over a goat. 



An advertisement of a sight to fix on the rifle 

 has recently appeared. The beam is said to 

 carry four hundred feet, and go where the bullet 

 goes. 



There is a Liverpool firm which advertises a 

 big-game tripod lamp with thirty yards' extension. 

 I know nothing of either of these, and, writing 

 from buffalo jungles, have no opportunity of 

 seeing them. 



Whatever the light, it should be a strong one. 

 Flash-lamp torches are too weak for my require- 

 ments. 



My own lamp certainly gives a brilliant light, 

 and I know nothing more beautiful in big-game 

 work than this change, by the turn of a screw, 

 from a pitch-dark night to a sudden vision of 

 savage life in all its glory of gold, of white, and of 

 black. 



I find neither tiger nor panther are discon- 

 certed by the light, provided always that they are 

 allowed to get really busy eating first. 



If the light is switched on before that they will 

 not stay. If the light is not on the animal, 

 traverse quietly until it is. If the quarry has 

 bolted, correct your traverse, switch off, and 

 wait. 



With a lamp on the machan beware of leaves 

 which may catch the light and, while blinding you, 

 may make you visible by their reflection. 



Dry batteries run out on every opportunity. 



