ON BIG GAME SHOOTING GENERALLY n 



ing broadside on, with head aloft like Landseer's ' Monarch,' 

 but will be a long blur of brown on a hillside, with head 

 stretched out almost flat upon the ground in front of it, crouch- 

 ing (if it has seen you) more like a rabbit than a lordly stag, or 

 else it will be but a patch of brown which moves between the 

 boles of the pines, or a flickering ear, or a gleaming inch or so of 

 antler, or, worse than all, a flaunting white flag bobbing over 

 the fallen timber if it is 

 a deer, or a dull white 

 disc moving up towards 

 the skyline if it is a 

 sheep which you have 

 stirred from amongst 

 those grey boulders for 

 one of which you mis- 

 took it. 



A common error 

 which men make is to 

 depend too much upon 

 the eyes of their gillie. 

 That an Indian has 

 better sight than a white 

 man is an article of 

 many a man's creed. 



I believe it to be a mistake. The Indian is trained, he knows 

 what to look for, and is looking for it. The average white 

 man who takes an Indian with him does not know what to 

 look for, and is relying upon his Indian's eyes. Consequently 

 the Indian sees the game first, tries to point it out to his 

 master, who finds it just about the time that the beast has stood 

 as long as it means to, and is on the move by the time that the 

 white man, flurried by his Indian's oft-repeated ' Shoot ! shoot ! ' 

 has found out what he is to shoot at. Of course the result is a 

 miss. If, instead of allowing his Indian to go ahead and do the 

 spying, the gunner had gone ahead, he would in the course of 

 a few weeks have learnt to find his own game, and when he had 



Over the fallen timber 



