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go across, and that this one was as high as one of them- 

 selves, but they could not tell me exactly where this 

 monster had gone to. I thought it would not be judici- 

 ous now to disturb the grass so went back to the Ghat. 

 By 11 o'clock the party turned up on the opposite side 

 of the river, but, as the ferry-boat was very small, it 

 took sometime to cross the coolies, traps, &c, the horses 

 going to a ford a little lower down. By the time every 

 one and everything was on the left bank it was past 

 twelve o'clock, so it was resolved to have lunch before 

 proceeding any further ; a big Jamon tree (Eugenia 

 jambolona) being handy, the tiffin-boxes were sent under 

 its shade. While discussing the cold mutton and red- 

 currant jelly washed down with iced shandy-gaff I told 

 my guests of the good khubur I had got only a short 

 time before. Tiffin over, and coolies and all other lower 

 animals having been refreshed, a move was made towards 

 the Gozneepore village, or rather the grass fields. I 

 forgot to mention that besides Bob Anderson and Archie 

 Hills the party consisted of Edward Drummond and 

 Griffith Evans, four as good men as you could rarely 

 put together now-a-days. 



Before going to the patch of grass shown to me as to 

 where the beurea or tailless boar had gone to, we had to 

 ride through some two or three other patches, but bar- 

 ring a few jackals we saw nothing bigger. Having now 

 come up to the patch, a proper line was made and we 

 advanced cautiously. We had a couple of elephants and 

 some fifty or sixty coolies. The cover, though heavy, 



