48 TWENTY YEARS AGO 



follow; and also the fresher '*pugs" of a 

 tiger, but still no game. 



On the seventh day I saw my first bison. 

 We struck the trail of a small herd early, 

 and followed it for hours. At last it led us 

 to the crest of the hill, where the shikari 

 beckoned me excitedly. Yes, there they 

 were, about six hundred yards away, three of 

 them, but evidently disturbed and moving 

 on fast. At that advanced hour of the day 

 it was obviously useless to follow. Before 

 we reached the hut I bagged a fine stag 

 sambur, whom we surprised feeding in an 

 open glade. A ball from the smooth-bore, 

 which I had in my hand, broke his back just 

 as he was off. 



Next morning I sent a coolie to Erskine, 

 asking him to come over, as I feared I could 

 not otherwise see him aeain, but this he was 



