46 Incidents of Foreign Field Sport, 



making for the same bheel as witnessed the previous 

 day's adventure. I was quickly after her, and, odd to 

 say, the elephants behaved admirably. I suppose from 

 carrying home the tigers the day before, they had be- 

 come accustomed to the smell, so when we put the 

 game up and she made the usual feints at charging, 

 the elephants did not budge. At length we got her 

 into a corner, where we lost sight of her, but presently 

 she sprung from the stump of a tree clean on to the 

 back of a small beating elephant, lighting on the pad 

 as noiselessly as a cat might have done. As she was 

 now only a few yards from me, I dropped her stone 

 dead, and she remained on the pad as if she had been 

 placed there for removal to camp. These were the 

 only tigers we got that trip, but I believe that the 

 family consisted of six in all, for we heard of several 

 " kills " afterwards in that neighbourhood, but 

 although we went after them time after time, they 

 always managed to evade us. 



I could multiply indefinitely instances of tiger 

 shooting off elephants, but the following, I think, 

 particularly deserves mention. I was once beating a 

 chur below Doobree, and the Deputy Commissioner of 

 the Garow Hills, a clever plucky fellow, a splendid shot, 

 and the most rising man in the Assam Commission, 

 joined me. We killed several tigers and speared 

 numerous hog, which run big there and fight hard. 

 One day we came across a huge tiger, which W. hit 

 hard. It took up its position in a dense thicket 

 which no elephant would go into. W. dismounted 

 his mahout, took his place, drove the elephant 

 in as far as he could, then stooping well over his 

 beast's head got a glimpse of the tiger, and shot it 



