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lost sight of dog and gazelle at once behind a 

 ridge, but soon after came on them again, and 

 the dog had killed. Whether the buck had been 

 dazed by the shot and did not run, or whether 

 for some reason he ran straight into the dog's 

 jaws, I do not know. Anyhow, there it was, 

 and the sowars with D. went into transports 

 of admiration, declared he was a " dog of gold," 

 and should not walk another yard of the march. 

 Nor did he, as they carried him on their saddles 

 all the way into Seistan ! 



If when riding across a plain you see a doe 

 that hovers close about the flank of your caravan 

 instead of scudding over the plain, you may be 

 sure she has a fawn hid somewhere close by, for 

 the safety of which she is displaying this touch- 

 ing solicitude. My wife once came on a little 

 baby ahu in this way. He was lying in a 

 hollow, his big black eyes wide open, his long 

 ears pressed back, and he did not stir a limb till 

 he was actually picked up. 



The gazelle in our Seistan garden made charm- 

 ing pets, and were all so tame that they would 

 eat out of our children's hands. It was a sight 

 to see them tear about like mad things in the 

 cool of the evenings, larking and buck -jumping, 

 the "play" that fits young things for the stern 

 realities of life. The bucks, as soon as they had 



