CHAPTER XII 



A DRIVE AT MIRZAPUR 



IN the hope of giving the reader some idea of 

 the extraordinary variety of the game in 

 India let me try and describe a drive in 

 Mirzapm'. 



Though the country in which we had been 

 tiger-hunting was not by any means rich in 

 game according to Indian ideas, Mr. Wyndham 

 made up his mind to arrange a drive in the 

 jungle for us. 



The jungle which was to be driven consisted 

 of low undergrowth, thorn bushes and a few 

 big trees. 



As soon as the guns were in position the 

 drive began. I stood in a little clearing 

 surrounded by dense thorn bush about a 

 hundred paces distant. Before long a sambur 

 broke through the thicket followed by a fine 

 stag. I shot the stag running, and he fell and 



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