ADVENTURES IN CAMP AND JUNGLE. 



throat, and he was placed on the cart, with which I returned 

 to the Nawaub and one or two gentlemen who had witnessed 

 the death from a rising ground. 



One of the party proceeded to overhaul the buck, and 

 forthwith set up a shout of derision, for on examining the 

 horns, holes were found which had been bored in them about 

 two inches from the tips. The natives had no doubt caught 

 him on some former occasion, and he had been let loose with 

 catgut nooses attached to his horns the object being to en- 

 tangle any other buck with whom he might fall in and engage 

 in combat. I got well roasted for shooting what my friends 

 called a tame deer ; but, tame deer or wild, I had dropped him 

 by a good shot, and so could afford to be chaffed. 



Notwithstanding that we were in preserved ground, the 

 crowd of followers by whom the Nawaub was accompanied had 

 evidently scared the deer, and we were advised to go on for a mile 

 or two, when we should be among fresh game. We accordingly 

 mounted our horses and moved through a tract of grass land. 

 Our company was numerous and noisy, and the chance of any 

 addition to our bag seemed small at that moment. We were 

 all laughing and talking as we rode along, when I observed, 

 about sixty yards on our left, what seemed to me to be the 

 points of a buck's horns, appearing just over the long grass. 

 My henchman with my rifle was at my stirrup, and before any 

 of the party were aware of what I was about, I had jumped 

 off, and fired at the point where I imagined the horns should 

 meet. The bullet told with a sharp crack, and the horns dis- 

 appeared. On going up to the place we found a buck shot 

 through the head. Had I not seen him, he would have lain 

 still while the whole party of hunters -7- if we deserved the 

 name passed within a few yards of him. 



At the foot of some low hills we saw a herd of deer feeding 



