50 TWENTY YEARS AGO 



spot. Here was blood, nay more, splinters 

 of bone. The bull was as good as mine. 

 The shikari made signs (it was our only 

 means oi conversing) to me to sit down and 

 lunch. I angrily refused. I would have the 

 bull. Reluctantly he proceeded ; and, of 

 course (as I now know), we moved the animal 

 again before he had got stiff, and followed him 

 all that afternoon in vain. The very blood 

 ceased to show. 



I returned to my hut in despair. The 

 next was my very last day ; was I to go 

 home empty-handed '^. I called the shikari 

 into counsel ; he was all Qrrins. 



'"Shikari say all right, sar," interpreted 

 Erskine's bearer, a coast Tamil, " that cow 

 ver much shot ; or go quite away to-day. 

 Soon find morning, sar." 



After this I could hardly sleep for excite- 



