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ing for about an hour, he did turn out in front of one of 

 the elephants, and was fired at by the people in the how- 

 dah, with what success I do not remember. For a moment 

 he pulled himself up, and seemed about to charge, but 

 thought better of it, and was soon out of sight again. We 

 followed him for some hours along the rocky banks of the 

 river, visiting all the most likely nooks and corners, in 

 hopes that he might find it impossible to travel any fur- 

 ther over the burning rocks. Towards evening he was 

 descried at the distance of a quarter of a mile, swimming 

 across a deep pool that led into an extensive piece of for- 

 est. Here we deemed it advisable to leave him for the 

 night, and organize a fresh plan for the morrow. Accord- 

 ingly the next morning a beat was commenced from the 

 opposite side of the wood, which proved successful. The 

 tiger broke readily and was shot by one of the party. It 

 was a very fine male, in the prime of life. At first I won- 

 dered why it was so certainly admitted to be the tiger 

 of the day before. On asking the question, his feet were 

 pointed out to me. They were completely raw with his 

 long ramble over the burning rocks. It is not improbable 

 that had he been only slightly driven, he would have 

 travelled miles away during the night, and we might have 

 lost him." 



As for the wounded man, whose skull, strange to say, 

 had not been crushed, he was carefully attended to and 

 well rewarded for his sufferings. 



"An occasional accident of this sort should not be 

 looked upon as a proof of the brutal indifference of the 

 English in India to the lives of the suffering natives 



