KASHMIR AND THE HIMALAYAS IN MID-WINTEE. 



My Intended Journey to Thibet Passports requisite Peshawar Hawking 

 The Lesser Bustard Murree Crossing the Jhelum into Kashmir 

 Ghari The New Road Hunting at Oorie Voyage to Surinaggar in 

 a DungaThe Inhabitants I start for the Sinde Valley Following 

 Kashmir Red-Deer in deep Snow I kill a Stag. 



ON the 12th day of January, 1888, I quitted the gate 

 of India, as Peshawar is styled by the resident officials 

 there, and returned by the wearisomely slow train 

 called the mail to Eawal Pindi, with the intention of 

 spending at least six months in the regions of Kash- 

 gar, Yarkand, the range of the Thian Shan Mountains, 

 and the habitat of oves Polii, which great hunting- 

 ground no English sportsman has had the opportunity 

 or the courage up to the present time to visit for 

 sporting purposes, in quest of Marco Polo's wild sheep, 

 whose horns sometimes exceed five feet in length, 

 and of which a specimen may be seen in the British 

 Museum.* It will be made clear on perusal why I 

 returned from thence, or, rather, from the Happy 

 Valley, in a little more than one month from the date 

 of leaving Pindi. Have you ever experienced the 

 uncomfortable sensation, the awkward feelings of the 

 individual who has failed in accomplishing his an- 

 nounced intention ? 



* My friend the Hon. George Curzon, M.P., informs me that I may 

 make an exception in regard to this statement in the case of Mr. Little- 

 dale, who lately visited and hunted on or near the Great Pamir, having 

 obtained permission with very great difficulty. The late General Pre- 

 jevalsky also shot some of these animals. 



