HUNTING & SHOOTING IN CEYLON 



I laughed, asking him if he thought it was a dog, and 

 going forward, just as I turned a corner of the jungle path 

 there was the buck in the path itself, and I dropped it in 

 its tracks with a bullet through the shoulders. 



In the low country a sportsman will occasionally see 

 one during a journey through forest, if he walks very 

 quietly, and may then be able to bring it to bag. They 

 are also pretty frequently to be seen coming out to feed 

 in the evening or early morning on the edge of the forest 

 bordering the parks, and are particularly fond of grass- 

 grown jungle roads as feeding grounds. 



I was most struck with the number of red deer I saw 

 in the Northern Province during a trip there with Garrick 

 in 1901. 



We were staying at a Tamil village called Nedunkeni, 

 on the southern approach road to Mullaitivu, putting up 

 in the empty mud-built P.W.D. bungalow. Of sporting 

 country, which we had come in search of, there was none, 

 for the whole place was forest except where there hap- 

 pened to be a village, tank, or paddy fields, but for all that 

 there were lots of game about, generally to be heard and 

 not seen. 



However we soon discovered, wandering about by 

 jungle paths, that the place was literally alive with red 

 deer. We met them at every turn of the paths, or heard 

 them darting away in the forest as we passed, so decided 

 to see what we could do in the way of bagging a few. I 

 bagged the first one as I was trying to stalk some spotted 

 deer which I had come across in a tank. 



They cleared off and went into the forest, where I 

 followed, and whilst sneaking about, trying to approach 

 the spotted deer, I saw a red buck about 40 yards away 

 standing stern on to me. I shot it with my " Savage," 



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