INCIDENTS IN TIGER SHOOTING 



bolting off uninjured through the forest. My second 

 bullet, sent after him as he galloped off, also missed. 

 I returned to camp terribly downcast, and very 

 angry with myself. It was the height of folly to 

 move while he was so close. I ought, like " Brer 

 Rabbit," to have lain very low, and waited for him 

 to turn his back to me and proceed towards the kill, 

 when I could have shot him at my leisure. My 

 only excuse was the intense pitch of excitement 

 to which I had been worked up while the brute lay 

 for so long on my right, in which direction I could 

 not turn to shoot him. 



Whether it was this same, or another tiger which 

 attacked my pony whilst I was riding him a few 

 months later, viz., on the 26th November in the 

 same year, I cannot say, but the latter event hap- 

 pened in the self-same forest, and at a distance 

 of only some three miles from the place where the 

 incident above related occurred. 



I had driven the thirteen miles between Goon- 

 dulpet and Bandipur early in the morning, and had 

 on the way shot an undoubtedly rabid dog, which 

 came slouching along the road with the aimless gait 

 peculiar to mad dogs, and with a big bubble of foam 

 hanging from his lips. I had also fired at, and had 

 missed, a muntjac from the road. 



Men were ready, as ordered, to go out with me 

 after bison, and we had a long hunt, with the result 

 that I at last bagged a solitary bull. The bison 

 had fallen on a slope, and lay against a young tree, 

 so we could not turn him over. As, in addition 

 to this disadvantage, I had forgotten on that 



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