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round, he retreated into the jungle, through which we 

 could not follow. 



We continued to stroll on from glade to glade, ex- 

 pecting to find him ; and, in about a quarter of an hour, 

 we heard the trumpet of an elephant. Fully convinced 

 that this was the wounded animal, we pushed on toward 

 the spot ; but, on turning a corner of the jungle, we 

 came suddenly upon a herd of seven of the largest ele- 

 phants that I ever saw together ; they must have been 

 all bulls. Unfortunately, they had our wind, and, being 

 close to the edge of a thick thorny jungle, they disap- 

 peai'ed like magic. We gave chase for a short dis- 

 tance, but were soon stopped by the thorns. We had 

 no chance with them. 



It was now dusk, and we therefore hastened toward 

 the tent, seeing three herds of deer and one of hogs on 

 our way ; but it was too dark to get a shot. The deer 

 were basking in every direction, and the country was 

 evidently alive with game. 



On arrival at the tent, we found that W. and P. had 

 met with no better luck than ourselves. Two of our 

 tins of provisions were consumed at dinner, leaving us 

 only two remaining. Not a moment was to be lost in 

 pushing forward ; and we determined upon a long 

 march on the following day. 



Nov. 25. — Sunrise saw us in the saddles. The coolies, 

 with the tents and baggage, kept close up with the 

 horses, being afraid to lag behind, as there was not a 

 semblance of a path, and we depended entirely upon 

 our small guide, who appeared to have an intimate 

 knowledge of the whole country. The little Veddah 

 trotted along through the winding glades ; and we trav- 

 eled for about five miles without a word being spoken 



