Jungle By -Ways in India 



not good enough for his health any longer. Down 

 goes his head and he bolts part of the way across 

 the open, and with a tremendous ' swish, swish/ of 

 his powerful wings he leaps into the air, and with 

 his glorious peacock train flung in streamers to the 



Suddenly at ground-level a head appears. 



breeze he is off in the wake of the old cock. Two 

 brown shadows flick past on soaring wing jungle 

 hens and all is quiet again, save that the noise of 

 the beaters has now arisen to a prolonged howl. 



A crash in the jungle in front and then silence. 

 Another rush up to our right in the forest and again 

 a pause. Something heavy there. ' Sambhar ' the 

 orderly mutters, and we nod. Will he break in 



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