104 HUNTING WITH THE KARENS 



fighting whose horns have not the sweep of the 

 Indian buffalo, but the shape of the African, with 

 a short curve turning downward over the eye. 

 They are tremendously more massive, however, 

 having a diameter at the base of twenty-six inches. 



Perhaps a day taken straight from my diary will 

 best suggest the kind of hunting I had after this 

 Indian buffalo on the Siam-Burma frontier. 



" Started at five o'clock in the morning, my three 

 hunters, Thee, Nuam and Wan, and with us a 

 Karen, the only one of the Karen crowd supposed 

 to know this country. Speedily found tracks, 

 which we followed for some little time, the Karen 

 going carelessly and noisily, rushing ahead, appar- 

 ently bent only on seeing the track without thought 

 of the hunters behind him. Within a couple of 

 hours of this kind of going we jumped a buffalo ; 

 could hear him crashing through the jungle not 

 over twenty yards ahead of us. The Karen, in 

 much excited state of mind, claimed he had seen 

 it; but I did not and I was close behind. This 

 experience, however, made me determined to keep 

 the Karen back, so I ordered him to the rear and 

 put Wan in front of me with the jungle knife, as 

 it was necessary to cut our way continuously. 

 Much annoyed by the bungling Karen, I tried to 

 make him understand my feelings. Ugh— it is to 

 laugh. Went ahead again, but the Karen came 



