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are constantly most seriously wounded, and after a 

 fight of this kind, needles and thread and bandages 

 are in frequent requisition. It is wonderful to see the 

 rapid recovery of dogs from wounds which at first 

 sight appear incurable. An instance occurred a short 

 time ago, when I certainly gave up one of the best 

 dogs for lost. We had found a buck, who after a 

 sharp run, came to bay in a deep part of the river 

 known by the name of Black Pool. My youngest 

 brother 1 (who is always my companion in hunting) and 

 I were at some distance, but feeling certain of the 

 locality of the bay, we started off at full speed towards 

 the supposed spot. A run of a mile, partly through 

 jungle leading into a deep wooded ravine, brought us 

 to the river, which flowed through the hollow, and upon 

 approaching the water, we distinctly heard the pack at 

 bay at some distance down the stream. Before we 

 could get up, the buck dashed down the river, and 

 turning sharp up the bank, he took up the hill through 

 a dense jungle. Every hound was at fault, except 

 two, who were close at his heels, and being very fast 

 they never lost sight of him. These two dogs were 

 Merriman and Tiptoe ; and having followed the whole 

 pack to their track, we soon heard them in full cry on 

 the top of the high hills which overlook the river ; 

 they were coming down the hill-side at full speed 



1 James Baker, late Lieut. -Colonel of Cambridge University Volun- 

 teers. 



