BAD LUCK in 



next tiger I saw, or he should account for me. As we 

 came back from B.'s boar we found the black monkey 

 that I had shot two days ago had been eaten by a tiger. 

 I found the track close by the remains, which consisted 

 of a piece of fur here and there. Ordered a buffalo 

 from the Todas. Purdey arrived. Hurra ! 



Saturday, 1 1 th April. Not feeling very well, I lay 

 in bed and had a good long sleep, which much re- 

 freshed my wearied body. At two o'clock went with 

 the Todas, and tied up the buffalo at a pass in the big 

 sholah, well known to B. and self as a regular tiger 

 walk. Sat till 5.45 in hopes of seeing something of 

 the tiger. 



Sunday, \2th April. Strolled out at dawn with the 

 rifles ; looked at the buffalo, but he was not touched. 

 We then sat on a high rock I have named the ' Watch 

 Rock.' Presently B. called me and said he saw a stag. 

 Wanting meat, we determined to stalk. I arranged 

 the stalk. B. was to go up and stalk him if possible 

 on the hillside on which he was quietly browsing, and 

 I would get between him and his wood, and cut him off 

 if alarmed or wounded ; this answered admirably. B. 

 got a shot and grazed him, whereupon he made off 

 with a bound to his wood, but a ball from the dear old 

 rifle crashing through his shoulder at about 100 yards 

 rolled him over and over. He, however, regained his 

 legs, and, without knowing it, charged straight at me, 

 but I dropped him dead with a ball in the neck. 



I have built a hut in the stags' glen a kind of 

 shooting-box ; and it is to that place I shall ever look 

 back with the fondest affection. The Todas (the abori- 

 gines of these hills) are a fine, manly race, totally 

 different to any of the other tribes of Hindoostani. 

 The origin has puzzled our most persevering and 

 clever wiseacres. They wear no covering to the head 



