1 8 HOW I KILLED THE TIGER. 



became as tight as a drum, and appeared ready 

 to burst. I could only lie in the one position 

 on my back, and the pain I suffered from the 

 abscess was beyond all description. I can only 

 liken it to an immense hawser half eaten into 

 me. I begged the doctors to lance the great 

 abscess. They had several consultations, but were 

 afraid that if they did so the air would get in, 

 and cause it to mortify. Six weeks had now 

 elapsed, and the doctor's wife being unwell, he 

 decided to take her to Darjeeling. I was then left 

 in the charge of the Central Jail Doctor and the 

 assistant Civil Surgeon. Two or three days after 

 the doctor had left, the Judge of the station 

 dropped in to see me. Finding me all alone 

 and very low, he asked me if I would go to his 

 house, which was about two miles distant. I 

 gladly accepted his invitation, provided he could 

 manage to get me there. He then measured the 

 bedstead, and found that it would just go through 

 the door, so he went and prepared a room, and 

 came back with several bearers and two stout 

 bamboos. My bedstead, with me on it, was then 

 carried into the compound. The bamboos were 

 passed under it, and I was hoisted on to the 

 bearers' shoulders (Plate 19). It was a most 

 lovely morning, and I enjoyed the ride in 

 the fresh air immensely after my prolonged 



