1 64 GUN, RIFLE, AND HOUND. 



So the day went on, but as it was rather late when 

 we arrived, we could not do the tank justice. We were 

 also sadly bothered for want of a boat, as all the 

 wounded made for the middle of the tank, where we 

 could not get them. The eagles several of which, 

 attracted by the firing perhaps, appeared on the scene 

 could, and did. At the end of the day our bag totalled 

 up four teal, six duck, one quail, one goose, and four 

 various sixteen head. With these we returned home, 

 but I had made up my mind the Sirinagar tank was by 

 no means exhausted, and owed me at least one more 

 day. The sequel will show that it paid the debt. 



The duck and geese we had bagged were all un- 

 familiar to me, the common mallard not being amongst 

 them. One variety was a very beautiful one with a 

 coral-red bill. Of this breed the drake has a scarlet 

 head, whilst the female is dingy brown. The goose 

 was also a stranger, and he, too, had a red bill. Teal, 

 I fancy, are alike all the world over. 



My arrangements enabled me to get away again 

 that day week, and mindful of the weary toil through 

 the deep sand, from which we had suffered on the 

 previous occasion, we sent our Arabs on to the 

 spot where the metalled road ended. There we left 

 our trap and lunch to follow, and cantered on to the 

 tank, thus arriving in good time. 



There were more duck about, but of course they were 



shyer. My companion B and I divided, I taking 



the creek as before. Here I was able to open the ball 



with a teal, and B 's gun replied to mine. Leaving 



the creek I walked up the rocky bank of the main pond. 



