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her, growled for a short time and then raced off into 

 the rhododendron bushes. I went up close to finish 

 her off, and just Before she died, she turned her head 

 and looked round for her cubs, her face puckered 

 up and her mouth twitching in an absolutely human 

 way, as if she was just going to cry; I have never 

 seen anything so sad and pitiful. I can see it now, 

 and I never shall forget it ; ami I did feel a brute. 

 I settled to leave a mother with cubs alone in future : 

 when I have shot one since, it was unknowingly. 



I have on one other occasion seen an animal cry, 

 and then it was not from sorrow or despair. 



We had left two terriers, Bunker and Blaze, in the 

 kind care of friends while we were in England on 

 leave. Poor Bunker died, but Blaze survived and 

 was brought along to meet us, when we got back, 

 by our returning cook. She did not remember me 

 at once, but kept close to Jeronimo, and I did not 

 speak to or take any notice of her, just to see how soon 

 she would know me. At last I spoke and she looked 

 at me wistfully with shining eyes. I picked her up 

 and her little body began to heave with long sobs, 

 and tears rained down her face : she was so happy. 



This little dog was with us at Mahableshwar, 

 where there are generally prowling panthers to be 

 found. It is a good place for them, as there is so 

 much jungle on the hill and round the bungalows. 

 We knew that there was a thieving panther going the 

 rounds of all the houses near and we were very 

 careful about shutting up the dogs at night. 



Blaze was very much excited one evening as she 

 had nearly caught a rat in the veranda, and she kept 



