A Hunting Trip in India 



On March 5th, one of the shikaris brought 

 word that he had seen and heard a tigress and 

 two cubs at a nullah about six miles away. 

 Immediately we started up the valley, Col. 

 Fraser, Col. Watson and myself, each on his 

 own elephant. The jungle was on fire and 

 the first beat was not successful, for we had to 

 fight the fire, and in the excitement the brute 

 got off. However, some of the watchers saw 

 her, and marked her down in another small 

 ravine. Through this we again beat, the ex- 

 citement being at fever heat. I was, of course, 

 new to the work, and the strangeness of the 

 scene, the cries of the beaters and watchers, 

 the occasional explosion of native fireworks, 

 together with the quantity of other game that 

 we saw, impressed me much. In this ravine I 

 was favored by good luck. The tigress broke 

 right in front of me, and I hit her with a ball 

 from a No. 12 smooth-bore. She sickened at 

 once and crawled back into the jungle. In 

 we went on the elephants, tracking her up. 

 She made no attempt to charge, and I finished 

 her off with another barrel of the smooth-bore 

 and two express bullets. The crowd of natives 

 ran up, abusing the tigress and praising me, 

 while the two colonels drank my health. We 



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