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which I could tell by most unmistakable signs, but 

 I saw no trail to lead me to suppose that any 

 elephants had been lately in that part of the forest. 

 I therefore dismissed all the Mulchers except the 

 two who had been with me before, who knew the 

 country well, and struck the Mooyaar again, con- 

 tinuing my course up stream by a deer run, every 

 now and then making a cast in the jungle for the 

 chance of falling in with a trail. As we were 

 going quietly along, our footsteps hardly making 

 a sound on the green sward, I saw at about eighty 

 yards' distance, in a little opening of the trees, two 

 jungle sheep picking up some fallen moura* berries, 

 but at the same moment, before I could throw up 

 my rifle, the dogs Hassan and Ali, that were being 

 led in a slip by the Gooroo, also perceived them, 

 and whimpered. Alarmed by the noise, they were 

 bounding off through the bush, when by a snap 

 shot I rolled over the buck with a broken shoulder, 

 and he was immediately secured by the dogs. As 

 I found him to be a good specimen I had his skin 



* A jungle tree bearing a dark purple fruit, somewhat resembling 

 a sloe, which is much sought after by bears, deer, and hogs. 



