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DANGER OF APPROACHING A WOUNDED BEAR. IOI 



the sport and much excited. The only other bear shot on 

 this trip I had the killing of all to myself; I was out with a 

 wild looking village shikarie after deer or anything I could 

 get; suddenly the man whispered " reech, reech " (bear, bear) 

 and was in such a frantic state of excitement that he threw 

 his arms round me and I had some difficulty in throwing 

 him off. I could not see the bear, but we heard him in the 

 dry nullah (water course). He was making such a row that 

 I at first thought there were two of them ; I could hear him 

 coming nearer and nearer, when suddenly he appeared and 

 stood up on his hind legs about twenty yards from me with 

 a most comical look of " Who the deuce are you ? " Aiming 

 at the centre of the white V across his chest, I fired, and on 

 receiving the shot he began dancing "Jim Crow," but after 

 a minute or two he started off. I soon caught him up, and 

 gave him a couple more shots, but the first had done its 

 work effectually, and after running a short distance he fell 

 over dead. I ran considerable risk in placing myself along- 

 side of a wounded bear in the open, for if he had not been 

 so badly wounded he would have been pretty certain to have 

 come at me. 



Some six months after this, I was out on a bear 

 shooting expedition with a brother officer, on some rocky 

 jungly hills about thirty-five miles from our station, where 

 bears were said to abound- The plan adopted in that part 

 of the country was to send people out before daylight, to 

 watch for the bears comina- back to the hills after their 

 night's marauding, when they would either retire into some 

 rocky cave or under some thick bush. The first day nothing 

 was done, so we remained in camp, the wonder of the 

 villagers who came in swarms to look at us. The next 



