260 Incidents of Foreign Field Sport. 



shaking and knocking off flies, but in the position he 

 lay I could only fire at the back of his head or into his 

 rump. I was so unsteady and shaky that I was afraid 

 I should miss, but resting my rifle up against the 

 trunk of a sapling, holding my breath, and steadying 

 myself as much as I could, I drew a bead on to the 

 back of the skull, and on pulling the trigger was 

 delighted to see the animal's head fall forward, the 

 body stretch out, a few convulsive quivers of the legs 

 and feet, when all was still, with the exception of my 

 own head, that ached and racked as if it would burst. 

 Leaving the shikaries to bring in the deer, I hurried 

 to the hut, and put up many hog-deer on the way, 

 but let them severely alone. The servants had arrived, 

 so I was soon in the bath-room, and a dozen chatties 

 of water over my head somewhat relieved my pains. 

 Putting on my " pyjamas " and nightshirt, I lay down 

 and kept quiet for the rest of the day. Lloyd turned 

 up about an hour after I did. He had shot a doe 

 thamine and a young sambur stag, and had been in 

 chase of a herd of " t'sine " or wild cattle. 



In the evening he went out again and brought in 

 two "da la el " (hog-deer) and a peacock. The latter 

 was converted into mulligatawny soup, and the small 

 deer afforded excellent chops and joints, while the 

 sambur and the thamine were handed over to the 

 camp followers. 



My two shikaries went off to some Karen huts 

 about two miles further in the jungle and returned with 

 one of the inhabitants, who reported having seen 

 tracks upon tracks of game of all sorts. The only 

 drawback, he said, was that the jungles had not been 

 thoroughly burnt, as a good deal of rain had fallen in 



