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horse. I remember putting my foot in the stir- 

 rup on mounting, to catch up the rest of the 

 party, and then all was a blank till I woke up 

 next morning with a fearful headache. I had 

 been picked up insensible that night amongst 

 some high grass, and brought into camp but 

 how the fall happened I have never been able to 

 fathom to this day. Then my unfortunate 4 boy/ 

 or native servant, lost an eye through the burst- 

 ing of a bottle of soda-water which he was plac- 

 ing to cool for me, and a servant belonging to 

 another of the party got badly stung by a 

 scorpion ! 



This, I think, was a pretty good conglomera- 

 tion of unlucky incidents, none of which were 

 attributable to any want of precaution on any- 

 one's part. These few anecdotes will be fair evi- 

 dence that in the pursuit of large game in the 

 East everything is not always couleur de rose. 



