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spur, a mile or two from Ancola, and 

 the nets were pitched so as to intercept 

 the brute on his way upward. I took 

 post on the right flank of the net, and 

 a little in advance of it, and ensconced 

 myself and my little henchman, Manoel, 

 who always carried my second gun, 

 among the leafy boughs of a small 

 sapling. 



The beaters had the greatest diffi- 

 culty in forcing this leopard from his 

 haunts. We heard him roar repeatedly 

 in one part of the jungle or another ; 

 twice the spearmen saw him come close 

 to the nets and then double back, and 

 had not the numerous posse of beaters, 

 aided by the din and discord of many 

 drums, horns, and cymbals, stuck 

 bravely to their work for at least two 



