193 THE RIFLE AND HOUND IN CEYLON, chap. viii. 



enter the jungle. Upon searching the spot, we found 

 him lying down, with his bowels in a heap by his side; 

 the quantity would have filled a cap. The hole in his 

 side was made by a blow from the buck's hoof, and 

 not being more than two inches in length, strangulation 

 had taken place, and I could not return the bowels. 

 The dog was still alive, though very faint. For- 

 tunately we had a small-bladed knife, with which I 

 carefully enlarged the aperture, and, having cleaned 

 the bowels from the dirt and dead leaves which had 

 adhered to them, I succeeded in returning them ; 

 although I expected the dog's death every instant. 

 Taking off my neck tie, I made a pad, with which I 

 secured the aperture, and bound him tightly round 

 with a handkerchief. Making a sling with a couple 

 of jackets upon a pole, we placed the dog carefully 

 within it, and carried him home. By dressing the 

 wound every day with margosse oil, and keeping the 

 pad and bandage in the place, to my astonishment 

 the dog recovered, and he is now as well as ever he 

 was, with the exception of the loss of one eye, which 

 was knocked out by the horn of an elk on another 

 occasion. 



The margosse oil that I have mentioned is a most 

 valuable balsam for wounds, having a peculiar smell, 

 which prevents the attacks of flies, who would other- 

 wise blow the sore and occasion a nest of maggots 

 in a i'ew hours. This oil is very healing, and soon 



