170 RIFLE AND SPEAR WITH THE RAJPOOTS. 



I learnt that a bitter feud exists between our trusty 

 servitors. 



On our last morning here Alan and Rahman went out as 

 usual before daybreak. Just as the sun was rising they saw 

 a ram and four or five does about a mile off, on the low hills 

 which slope down to the ravines. Alan determined to try a 

 stalk by himself, and left Rahman behind. The first rays of 

 the sun fell full on the hill-side where the oorial were 

 grazing, and left the ravines below in deep shade. Running 

 along then* sandy bottoms, Alan managed without any 

 difficulty to reach unperceived the steep foot of the hill. 



Then, climbing the precipitous wall of the canon, he got 

 almost on a level with the herd. A sentry doe stood about 

 two hundred yards off, taking an occasional mouthful of 

 grass and evidently unsuspicious of any danger. The ram 

 was not in sight, but, if he had not moved, would be about 

 a hundred yards to the left of the doe. It was impossible 

 to get past her, but between her and where the ram 

 ought to be lay a piled-up mass of rocks which it might be 

 possible to reach from a point lower down the ravine. 

 Alan made up his mind to try this, and descending the 

 ravine, ran along the bottom, and climbed up again opposite 

 the rocks, which were here about a hundred and fifty yards 

 from the chasm's brink. 



The doe's head and ears could just be seen above the 

 slope of the hill ; and watching his time, whenever she bent 



