66 DAYS AND NIGHTS OF SHIKAR 



was not in the beat and they knew I had no dinner 

 and no rugs; and there was a big tiger and there 

 might be danger, and they didn't know what might 

 happen to me. They had got my food and things 

 ready to go out, but daren't send them till orders 

 came. But the excitement of the bagh being brought 

 in soon cheered them up. 



Sadu told me I had had nothing to eat all day, 

 and he got me some hot milk with whisky in it and 

 it was good, and the patel sent me some sweet 

 chapatti things for dinner. 



The next morning I was sitting with a sketch-book 

 in my hand and something ran up my coat sleeve, 

 outside happily. I looked to see what it was and 

 found it was a scorpion. I tried to knock it off with 

 the book, missed it and lost sight of it, so called to 

 the servants, who did not hear. I lifted my arm 

 and just managed to see it under the arm-pit, so 

 caught it by its tail and flung it down, when it was 

 easily killed. 



Another time I was emptying out my cartridge 

 bag and felt along the bottom to see if anything was 

 left inside. I found, as I thought, a little bit of 

 stick, so pinched it rather tight and took it out. It 

 gave a kick and jumped out of my hand and a 

 scorpion fell on the bed. Lucky not to have been 

 stung either time. 



At this camp, too, I came home one evening and 

 found Bumps, the spaniel, in a terrible state. He 

 was wandering about in an aimless way, then 

 throwing himself on the ground writhing and foam- 

 ing at the mouth, then wandering again. He came 



