THE BUNGALOW, DANDILLY FOREST. 



CHAPTER III. 

 SPORTING TRIP TO THE DANDILLY FOREST, 1844. 



HOPES OF SPORT— A NOVICE'S INEXPERIENCE— AMERICAN AND BEAR — 

 DIFFICULTY OF KEEPING THE TRACK — OF SEEING ANIMALS — HINTS ABOUT 

 STALKING— OLD EMAM THE AFRICAN— KILLING MY FIRST BISON— AFTER 

 TIGERS — TIGER CARRYING OFF THE OFFICER — THE LUCKY GRIFFIN— OUR 

 FIRST KILL — NO RESULT— AN UNEXPECTED MEETING — WATSON AND THE 

 TIGER — CHASED BY HILL PONIES. 



eventy-eight miles from Kulladghee is the canton- 

 ment of Dharwar, and about thirty-four miles 

 beyond, on the Western Ghauts is the Dandilly 

 Forest, where there used to be a good shooting bungalow 

 pleasantly situated on the banks of the Kala-nuddi or Black 

 river. We heard such stirring accounts of the sport to be 

 had there, that I longed to get amongst the big game 

 and forest shooting. I pictured myself killing the largest 

 bison and the finest antlered stags, and possibly a tiger, to 

 say nothing of leopards and bears l If hope tells a flattering 



