A SUMMER IN HIGH ASIA. 



amongst them was standing facing me and about 

 one hundred and fifty yards away, but I had no 

 time to consider and fired, missing him clean. As 

 he rushed down the ridge, he showed up black 

 against the sunset sky, and I let him have the second 

 barrel. Kicking up a cloud of dust, he fell prostrate ; 

 we went after him, scrambling along as best we 

 might, but when we were nearly within shot he was 

 up and off again, not, however, before we had made 

 out that he carried a good head. There was nothing 

 for it, as it was by this time almost dark, but to let 

 him go on, watching him through the glasses. 

 Three times he stumbled and fell, and making sure 

 that he would lie down to die a short way farther 

 on, I sent Ullia to fetch him the following morning. 

 Fetch him he did, but not until he had tracked him 

 for some ten miles, and when he did come up, 

 he found the carcase being devoured by two 

 black wolves (Canis Laniger], of which there were 

 several in this district. The napoo's head was a 

 nice one, the horns being twenty-four inches long, 

 and ten inches in circumference at the base. 



The following day, early in the morning, I sent 

 on the peasant from Gya with Saibra to scale the 

 mountain opposite my camp and look out for napoo, 

 and after breakfast followed myself with Salia and 

 Ramzahn. This mountain consisted of a spur 

 dividing two side ravines, and with a face of shale 

 towards the camp, which admitted of my riding. 



Near the base of this slope was a curious funnel- 



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