Jungle By-Ways in India 



centre, and here the sambhar lie up and dream 

 lazily through the day. 



As we approached the top of the opposite saddle 

 we used the greatest circumspection, and wormed 

 our way up on our stomachs for the last few yards. 



One glance over was sufficient. A stag was 

 feeding within 30 yards of the top, the usual knife- 



Sambhar tracks. 



edge, and a first glance showed him to be a big 

 beast. His horns also looked thick. 



There is no time to lose on such occasions, and 

 cocking the rifle, I pushed the muzzle over the 

 edge and drew a sight on him. I recharged the 

 Lee-Metford almost as I heard the bullet go home, 

 and fired again. The sambhar dropped and dis- 

 appeared down the khud. I jumped up and the 



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