Hunting in Many Lands 



has always been under difficulties. Traveling 

 without European companions, and my Asiatic 

 one not knowing how to handle our firearms, 

 I have been able to give but little time to 

 sport. When pressed for food, however, I 

 have killed yaks, asses, argalt, mountain sheep 

 and antelope ; I have also bagged a few bears 

 and leopards ; but, as my only rifle was rath- 

 er for purposes of defense than for shooting 

 game, I never went much out of my way to 

 look up these animals, though I felt great con- 

 fidence in my good little Winchester, having 

 killed the largest yak I ever shot at, and a fine 

 bear, each with one shot from it. 



The game I mostly shot while in Tibet was 

 yak; but, as I never killed any save for meat 

 — not believing in the theory of destroying ani- 

 mal life for the sake of trophies to hang upon 

 the wall — I made no phenomenal bags, though 

 big game was so plentiful in many sections of 

 the country that even with a native match- 

 lock it would have been possible to have killed 

 many more animals than I did. 



The yak I approached at first with consid- 

 erable trepidation, as I had read in various 

 books of their savageness and of the danger 

 that the hunter was exposed to from one of 



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