A CENTRAL PROVINCE TIGER 141 



" I can see him, Huzur," called Lai Singh from a 

 tree, " there he is in the grass under those red leaves." 



Another man said he could see the stripes and tried 

 to point him out. I could see nothing, but the tiger 

 happened to move, and then sat up. I had a clear 

 view of his shoulder, fired, and down he went snarling, 

 lost again in the grass and shifting his position. 



Nur Singh now found his voice : 



" I can see him, right under me." And then 

 presently, " Now he is lying down as if he was asleep. 

 Now he has got up. Now he is saying, ' Gurr gurr ' 

 very angry." 



I fired several shots at the grass I saw moving. 

 Nothing happened. 



" What's he doing now, Nur Singh? " 



" Lying again, like sleep." 



We were now about thirty yards from him. One 

 of the men said he could see him plainly from his 

 tree. They were all in trees now, and I found I 

 had come to the last two cartridges on me. How 

 stupid and careless of me ! 



The little man in the black coat had the cartridge 

 bag, so down he scrambled, replenished my stock 

 and then helped to hoist me into a wretched little 

 tree that swayed about, where I was only some five 

 feet from the ground, but from which I could really 

 get a clear view of the tiger. Black-coat had time 

 to scramble back before I fired. There was an 

 answering roar. The bagh was lying on the bank of 

 the little nullah, on the far side. I shot again, and 

 then, with fine courage, he came out at me with a 



