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and we went out in the afternoon. Bulkley was mounted on 

 a large iron-gray Arab, which had been sent out to his camp 

 by a young gentleman who, I believe, was anticipating a visit 

 from bum-bailiffs. I rode my galloway, having no fear that 

 so heavy a boar would be likely to beat us by speed. He was 

 soon started, and at once made for some extensive cypress 

 covert in the bed of the river. We therefore gave him short 

 law, but unfortunately turned him into another cane-field. 

 Across his path lay a dry thorn hedge, over four feet in height, 

 which he cleared at a bound, like a deer. We had some diffi- 

 culty in again dislodging him, but this time he took a more 

 favourable line, and, after letting him get well away, we went 

 after him. The iron-gray got the better of his rider, and 

 bolted between two thorn hedges. A bushy tree overhung 

 the path, and, as he dashed under it, Bulkley had a narrow 

 escape, for his hunting-cap was knocked off, his spear sent 

 spinning out of his hand, and he sustained a severe contusion 

 on the shoulder. 



My galloway behaved admirably, and, putting his ears 

 back, followed the boar closely ; but on passing through 

 some thin jungle he breasted a mimosa sapling, covered 

 with long sharp thorns, and, as he brushed over it, he 

 received a smart blow on the head from the stem. The 

 boar then crossed some open ground, and I was close on him, 

 when he seemed to think he had taken the wrong line of 

 country, and pulled up sharp sliding along the ground on his 

 hind-quarters then, turning suddenly, he retraced his steps 

 at full speed. 



My horse checked himself in an instant ; but so sud- 

 den was the movement that I was thrown off my balance, 

 and the sharp strain snapped my stirrup-leather, and nearly 

 brought me to the ground. However, I managed to keep 



