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last such pretty, odd-looking little creatures, looking 

 all hump and dorsal ridge. We were so wrapped up 

 in admiration that we had not the heart to fire, and 

 before our mood changed and we became bloodthirsty 

 again, they winded us, and throwing up their heads 

 and tails, away they went. When they had gone 

 about fifty or sixty yards, the bull and cows pulled 

 up, turned round, snorted, and pawed the ground ; 

 but the calves continued their flight. The Burmese 

 urged us to fire, but the distance was then over 150 

 yards, thus the chances were in favour of wound- 

 ing and not killing ; so, to their great disgust, we 

 refused. The first step we took forward, the gaur 

 went off. It was now time to make for home. 

 Leaving the heavy jungle we went into kine grass, 

 and put up sambur after sambur. Lloyd shot three. 

 I declined to fire as the herd consisted of hinds only. 

 When we came in sight of the bungalow the sun had 

 just set. Lloyd and I were close together, when up 

 jumped a fine thamine stag. We both shot and down 

 it fell both bullets had struck it so we tossed for 

 the head, which was a beauty, and Lloyd won. 



May 8th. We had exceptional luck to-day. We 

 were going along not expecting any game except 

 hog-deer. We were not out of sight of camp, when 

 we came to a small dry watercourse, and to our amaze- 

 ment up jumped a large tigress. Lloyd, who had in 

 hand his smooth-bore, fired a snap shot and broke her 

 back. The row that she made sent every elephant but 

 mine flying. I was within ten yards of her, but she 

 tossed her head and forequarters so about, biting 

 her leg just above the foot until she crushed the bone, 

 thus I could not get a certain shot. The noise the 



