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was the best boar of the meet, with a splendid pair of 

 tushes, and stood 37". The last two boars before lunch 

 fell to Fife and Gibson, and both of these were small 

 pigs. Considering the time of the year we had a rather 

 cool forenoon, and it was past eleven o'clock before the 

 best of us found our way to the Modoopore Bungalow. 

 After tub and an A-l. tiffin, such as only Archie can 

 give — Palkabaree mutton, Ortolans washed down with 

 claret cup — we turned into our sleeping suits, and a shake 

 down was the general order of the day. 



By three o'clock most of us were up and dressed ; but 

 it was past four before a move was made towards the 

 Null. The weather had got very cloudy now, so we 

 had a very cool and pleasant afternoon, though it rained 

 slightly at intervals. Richards and myself got on the 

 elephants to help in the beating, and we had a most 

 unpleasent time of it ; in some places the Null was 

 much above us, and we had not only our faces and 

 hands cut by the sharp edges of the reeds, but were 

 covered over with dust and dirt of all kind ; it was some 

 consolation, however, to know, that we were materially 

 helping in the getting out of the pigs. Number 8 

 shot at close quarters has a very good effect in making 

 a boar sulky, and the two we put out never thought of 

 running ; but showed fight from the first, Hills getting 

 the spear of one and Beresford the other. After these 

 two boars got their quietus, Peter and myself had enough 

 of the beating, and were very glad to get on our horses 



