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not leave her cubs, and that gave Moberly time to 

 come round and kill her. The four little cubs were 

 not bigger than spaniels and would not leave their 

 mother. To my great distress, the beaters rushed 

 in and killed them before we could interfere. They 

 detest bears, as they so often get mauled by them. 

 It is rare for a man to be hurt by a tiger, but it is 

 of common occurrence for the cultivators to be 

 badly mauled by bears. Indeed, we went after 

 the she-bear because she had only the day before 

 attacked a man and nearly gnawed his hand and 

 arm off. We patched him up as best we could 

 and sent him in to Sambhalpur. The wretched 

 man had to be carried twenty-eight miles on a 

 charpoi, or bed, in the broiling heat of the sun. 

 I went to see him in hospital on my way back, and 

 he seemed to me to be in a bad way. Another 

 man was mauled by a bear. We doctored him as 

 best we could; but we had nothing with us but 

 Pond's Extract, which, however, is an excellent 

 remedy for almost everything. 



The charm of the real jungle, such as you get in 

 the Central Province, is beyond what any words 

 can describe. A machdn is just high enough to 

 prevent one's being seen or smelt; but it is low 

 enough to enable one to see everything, and to 

 watch even tiny little creatures such as mouse- 

 deer, which are not larger than a pug dog. But 

 one has to sit for hours as immovable as a heron 

 on one leg in shallow water waiting to strike a fish. 

 The least movement makes everything look up 

 and then vanish. 



First of all there are the monkeys, the veritable 

 Banderlog of Rudyard Kipling. I detest monkeys 



