HEAD OF A BULL BISON. 



CHAPTER IX. 



BISON. 



THE BISON OF SOUTHERN INDIA— SIZE OF THE OI.I) BULLS— DANGER IN STALK- 

 ING THEM — COL. CAMPBELL'S MISNOMER— LARGE HORNS — MY FIRST BISON 

 — ADVENTURE WITH OLD EMAM — WOUND AND LOSE AN ENORMOUS BULL 

 — MORE LUCKY WITH THE NEXT — A GRAND FIGHT WITH ANOTHER — 

 CAPTURE A SMALL CALF AND TAKE HIM HOME — NO MORE BULLETS— MY 

 LAST RESOURCE — VERY MUCH ASTONISHED ON BOTH SIDES— A TALL SHOT 

 AT A BULL AT SPEED — NOT THE PLEASANTEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE— A 

 NARROW ESCAPE — A BIG BULL STOPS THE WAY— MY LAST BISON — THE BIG 

 BULL OF PEER-MUND. 



talking the Bison of Southern India is one of 

 the most exciting sports imaginable, quite equal 

 to and certainly more dangerous than hunting 

 the wild elephant, his sense of smell being as great and his 

 organs of vision much more acute. The sight of one of these 

 grand bulls in his native wilds with his head erect and his eye 

 glistening with anger as he scents danger is an object not to 



