WHEAT AND CROP-HUNTING. Ill 



a " hoorosh " out rushed half-a-dozen pigs — a very good 

 boar among them. We were soon after him, and the 

 boar being separated took us at a good bat over some 

 very hard ground. Johnstone and Joynson were having 

 a regular race for the spear, when all of a sudden the 

 pig plunged into a rather broad nullah, and by the 

 time his pursuers could negotiate the place, he was well 

 on his way to the heavy jungles round Keblampore 

 village. Johnstone and Joynson had some difficulty in 

 getting across ; but as soon as they had done so away 

 they went. Joynson, who was mounted on a bigger and 

 faster horse, was soon leading, the boar refreshed by 

 his plunge was going away in big bounds, and it looked 

 indeed as if he were going to save his bacon. It was only 

 a couple of hundred yards to the jungle, and Joynson 

 was racing alongside the pig, who fell on his side and 

 escaped being speared ; but this also gave time to John- 

 stone, who rode ahead and barred his way. The boar, on 

 seeing the way to his goal cut off, cocked his ears and 

 made a determined charge at his foe, and the next 

 moment he was kicking with his four legs in the air. 

 This was a very thin-looking boar, but with a good pair 

 of tusks, and stood 31". 



On riding back to where we had left the coolies and 

 elephants we saw a pig in the distance going across an 

 immense maidan, and we were just thinking whether 

 we should go and see if it was a boar, when we 

 met some of our syces, who informed us the pig in the 

 distance was indeed a boar that had broken after we had 



