MICHAELS LUCK. 1 25 



The moment he fired I ran as hard as I could over the hill 

 and came upon the ibex standing broadside on, about seventy- 

 yards off, fired, and down he fell on his side". As I ran up 

 a small kid crossed my path, and as we wanted meat I shot 

 it, at the report the wounded ibex jumped up at my feet ; 

 I fired again and missed it, and it ran into some dense 

 bushes overhanging a fearful precipice. I crept down after 

 it and while so occupied heard Michael fire ; I thought he 

 had fallen in with my wounded one, but found on returning 

 that he had killed a fine buck. It happened thus : the heat 

 being very great, he (Michael) had laid down under a tree, 

 but seeing a fresh track close to him in some bushes, told 

 Atley, his shikarie, to see what it was, and got up to be 

 ready, when out rushed a buck ibex ; he put both balls into 

 him, and finished him off with another, killing him close to 

 the edge of a precipice, over which, had he fallen, he would 

 never have been seen again. 



We decided on having tiffin under a projecting rock 

 affording a wild and magnificent view, and sent Atley to 

 look for my wounded beast and shoot it ; giving him my 

 light rifle, but taking off one of the caps for fear of accident. 

 We heard a shot far down below us and after a considerable 

 time, up came our other man, who had been sent back some 

 couple of thousand feet up the mountain for another cap. 

 After giving him what was necessary, away he went down 

 the precipitous side where I should have thought even an 

 ibex could not have gone, and we soon heard another shot. 

 In due time they returned ; Atley had killed one, whether 

 mine or not he was unable to say, it had fallen down a 

 precipice where even he could not get at it. 



One day when out stalking sambur I came upon a herd of 



