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once the excitement and effervescence of the 

 4 scuffle ' is over, cannot help wishing that he 

 could restore the life he has been but a moment 

 before so keen to take. I am sure we both had 

 this feeling (though we naturally kept it to our- 

 selves) at the death of the c Warree ' boar. It was 

 a close, oppressive day, such as one experiences 

 towards the end of the rainy season in India, and 

 we were both pretty well ' done ' after our exer- 

 tions, and seldom, I ween, did thirsty soul enjoy 

 a drink more than we did the copious swig of 

 claret and soda water that we indulged in on the 

 spot. On our thirst being assuaged, we had our 

 horses fed and watered, and saw them despatched 

 to camp, whither we shortly after followed them 

 on foot. After a tub, and a good ' tiffin,' we 

 lighted our cheroots, and, mounting our c tattoos,' 

 cantered in the twelve miles to cantonments. 



The horses were not much the worse for their 

 cuts, which soon healed up. I was much pleased 

 with my ' three-cornered one's ' performances, and 

 accordingly named him ' Warree,' after the covert 

 from which this gallant boar broke. He subse- 

 quently ran in a hurdle-race for me at our c sky 

 meeting' (which he ought to have won had he 

 been properly ridden), and credited me with many 

 another c first spear ;' and though his temper never 

 became angelic, I sold him for a very decent sum 



