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his spear in, just as the pig was disappearing in a heavy 

 bush. On seeing the pig enter the village jungle, a 

 couple of elephants had come up, and we were not 

 long in coming up with piggy. A deserted-looking 

 old tank, with a big tamarind tree on its bank, with 

 heavy jungle round it, had been the resort and refuge 

 of many a boar that had been ridden from the patialey 

 so we knew where to look for our friend. We came 

 upon him dead beat, and in fact so much so that we had 

 to polish him off on foot. This was a rather thin and 

 gaunt-looking pig, and evidently not very young, his 

 tushes being worn out and he measured about 33". 



The Nawabs, who had gone with the other and 

 smaller boar, had killed it after some trouble as, after 

 being speared, he had taken refuge in a house. H. H. 

 the Nawab Bahadoor, on a grand-looking grey waler — 

 " The Viceroy " — getting first spear. 



It was now past eleven o'clock, rather late to be out 

 for May, so we were very glad to get in and have a feed 

 of mangoes and some iced drinks. A garden pump or 

 rather, I should say, an over pump, was very useful for 

 those who wanted to have a shower bath, and it was 

 indeed a sight to see the face of that lal pugree ivallah 

 of a policeman pumping away at his boss, who had 

 scarcely as much garments on him as our first father ! ! ! 



While discussing tiffin, Reily told us that coming 

 from Dumcole that morning, and riding along with 

 Lang, the villagers had come up to them and told them 

 that a buffalo bull had gone mad and taken up his 



