272 SPORT IN THE HIGHLANDS OF KASHMIR chap, xv 



my first shot. Altogether it was a most unlucky busi- 

 ness, the only consolation being that it was not the rifle 

 which had gone wrong. 



I went on for about a mile after the herd, on the off- 

 chance of its stopping in some hollow, and giving me 

 even a long shot, but it was no use. When I next saw 

 the animals they were over 600 yards away, climbing the 

 highest rocks of the ridge, and the moment after they 

 had dropped over the crest on to the Gya side. It was 

 of course useless to follow them any further, so we 

 turned towards camp, thoroughly disheartened by our 

 hard luck. 



