136 WILD SPORTS OF BURMA AND ASSAM 



to be had the best sport in Lower Burma. We only shot a 

 few deer en route. 



On the loth we came across our first gaur (pyoung) ; we 

 had shot several deer, when some lumbering beast went 

 through the heavy grass. Lloyd called out, " A bison ! " and 

 fired. As the bull passed an open spot, the Brigadier fired 

 and killed it. There was a dispute as to whether it was the 

 Brigadier's or Lloyd's, Lloyd claiming it as having fired at it 

 first. I believe myself that Lloyd missed, and that the beast 

 was the Brigadier's ; but the elder man had shot too much 

 game to be jealous, and gave it up. 



On the nth Liardet and I went stalking on foot, and I was 

 as near getting a sunstroke as possible. We had a long walk 

 over dried paddy fields, then through rather an open forest 

 for a mile, then through a quin devoid of game ; but in the 

 tree-jungle beyond I shot a thamine and hung it up. I then 

 wounded another and tried to run it down, but the ground 

 was a mass of hummocks covered with trailing and thorny 

 vines, and I soon measured my distance on the ground, hav- 

 ing come a cropper. We saw many deer, but they were on 

 \h&quivive, so we had miles of walking over the most difficult 

 ground under a blazing sun for nothing. I was thoroughly 

 done, and we were miles from camp. I told my comrade to 

 get home as fast as he could and send an elephant for me ; 

 but he did not like to leave me in my present condition, so 

 we stumbled along. At last we came to a buffalo-hole in 

 which those cattle had been wallowing ; it was half mud, half 

 water, well impregnated with urine, but such as it was I was 

 glad to pour it over me, and even to drink it. It was to me 

 a weary trudge, but I was too obstinate to give in, and finally 

 reached the Zyat more dead than alive. I rushed into the 

 bath-room, poured all the ghurrahs of cold water over me, and 

 soon got all right. 



May 12. We were late in starting, several of the mahouts 

 sick. We did not do much got out of the kine grass, and 

 into dense forests, but about 8 p.m. we saw five gaur chewing 

 the cud and flapping the flies off themselves with their tails. 

 The Brigadier jumped off and stalked them; he had to go 

 through long grass fully ten feet high. 



