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Early next morning we went to look after our wounded 

 tahr. We found him lying dead at the foot of the precipice 

 where he had fallen, evidently from the very ledge on which 

 we had last seen him standing. A shaggy, black old buck 

 he was too, with horns nearly 14 inches long. 



Although I saw many more tehrny and young bucks, I 

 had no further sport among the great old tahr during the 

 remainder of the short time I was up here. There were, 

 however, ample and continual sources of delight in the ever- 

 changing views of the grand frozen peaks in the neighbour- 

 hood, as seen from these heights. One charming prospect I 

 especially remember. As the last rays of the setting sun, 

 shooting out from under a cloud-bank of violet, crimson, and 

 gold, shed a ruddy glow on the snowy slopes of Trisool, and 

 the half-naked crest (over 25,600 feet high) of Nandadevi 

 the wall-like shoulders of which mighty mountain are so 

 nearly vertical as in some places to leave the pale-coloured 

 rock quite bare of snow the effect was truly magnificent. 



Above this the Doulee valley grows much narrower, and 

 its flanking heights more lofty and precipitous so much so 

 that, although up here you are in the midst of vast snowy 

 mountains, the higher white peaks and ridges are only now 

 and then visible from the bottom of the valley, either through 

 lateral gaps, or when they seem to terminate the glen you 

 are in. The river, too, now becomes more impetuous, as it 

 leaps furiously down among huge masses of rock in a suc- 

 cession of roaring cataracts. Altogether the scenery here 

 begins to assume a more savagely grand character. Soon 

 after crossing the Reni bridge over the Eishi gunga (river) 

 a wild torrent fed by the snow-fields and glaciers around 

 Nandadevi where it flows into the Doulee, the eye is at 

 once attracted by a remarkable cascade on the north side of 

 the latter river. The water pours down from a tremendous 

 height, in a narrow white stream, over a perfectly smooth 

 and nearly perpendicular face of dark rock. It has only 

 one break in its long descent, where it falls into a deep 



