Antlers 



the purity of the glorious fresh air with his profane 

 and intemperate language/ I continued my 

 approach, and really you would have thought 

 that the old gentleman was going to have a fit. 

 He jumped about on the top of the boundary-post 

 in the most marvellous manner, cursing me the 

 while with his best, and it was not till I was within 

 a few yards of the mound that he took a magnifi- 

 cent leap, spitting out at me as he clove the air his 

 final benediction. 



' That old fellow/ I meditated, as I continued 

 on my way, ' for good or evil rules the roost, 

 there is little doubt of that. His panchayit are 

 mere puppets in his hands. Is it for the best or 

 not ? Who can say ? ' 



/W, 



-^***^Lr 



+*& 



