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round I saw the stag running in a crouching tiger-like fashion 

 along the bottom of a water-course I had not noticed, but 

 which doubtless had been duly considered in the selection of 

 his position. I had only time for a snap shot, which caught 

 the top of his shoulder and heavily lamed him. He could go 

 just a little faster than myself after this, and had frequently 

 to stop. But he always got the start of me when I came up, 

 and thus carried me some four or five miles towards the base 

 of the hills, before a lucky shot at a very long range caught 

 him in the centre of the neck and finished the business. 



It is curious how often incidents like that one with the 

 Bori sambar occur. A beast shot in the lungs will run on, 

 particularly down hill, for several hundred yards before he 

 drops, though then he will generally fall stone dead ; and the 

 collapse frequently occurs just when he receives another 

 wound, though it may be a very slight one, or when anything 

 occurs to interrupt his impetus. I remember when shooting 

 in the Rohilkhund Terdi, a hog deer ran the gauntlet of a 

 whole line of elephants. I had fired at him first on the right 

 with a little rifle carrying a very peculiar bullet, but we all 

 thought we had to register a miss when he fell to the Joe 

 Manton of old Col. S. on the extreme left of the line ; 

 and it was not till we were examining the goodly heap of 

 slain brought in by the pad elephants on our return to camp 

 that I thought of looking for my shot, and found that the 

 death wound was from my rifle after all, as we cut out the 

 little bullet from the top of its shoulder, while the Colonel's 

 round ball had only just grazed its quarter. On another 

 occasion I had fired at a large tiger sneaking through some 

 thin jungle in the Betul district. The brute dashed ahead out 

 of sight with loud roars, but presently came wheeling round 

 in a circle, galloped along the bottom of a small ravine, 



