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somewhat uneasy lest the metal of our guns should attract it ; 

 at length we carried them off, and laid them down in the open 

 ground at some distance. 



The storm went off as speedily as it came, and, wringing 

 the wet out of our clothes, we dried our rifles and set off 

 home. 



The morning after rain generally brought game to the bag. 

 All old footprints were of course obliterated, and, the ground 

 being soft, any beasts that had recently passed were easily 

 tracked, and the leaves and grass being wet enabled us to 

 move noiselessly through the jungle. We were therefore out 

 early on the next day, and, my beat on that morning lying on 

 the other side of the river, I crossed with Emaum in the canoe 

 before daybreak, and by the time that objects were distinguish- 

 able we were several miles from the bungalow. 



As we skirted a fine open glade in the forest we observed 

 a large herd of cheetul on the far side, and as we were ad- 

 vancing to stalk them we came on fresh marks of a bison a 

 solitary bull, which had evidently fed and lain down at the 

 covert side during the night. He had not left the spot more 

 than half an hour ; so, taking no more notice of the cheetul, 

 we followed on his track. He had moved deep into the heavy 

 forest, and as we followed we came across another herd of 

 cheetul. Catching sight of us, they dashed off from right to 

 left, making much noise. We stuck, however, to the track 

 of the bull, and found he had been lying down close to the 

 line on which the deer had crossed. They had disturbed him, 

 and he had moved ; but we could see by the prints that he 

 was not scared, and had moved slowly, feeding as he went. 



Proceeding with much caution for a quarter of a mile 

 further, Emaum suddenly halted, and pointed out the bull 

 about sixty yards in advance. He stood in a small green 



