XVIII 

 ON THE EDGE OF THE DESERT 



^ I "HE edge of the Great Indian Desert 

 does not hold out any great Induce- 

 ment to the lover of the shot-gun. I mean 

 that no one would think of visiting It with a 

 view to shooting, unless It were for the 

 excellent wild-fowling Its tanks provide In 

 winter. But those, whose duties call them 

 there, can sometimes amuse themselves on 

 an off-day nevertheless. A few years ago 

 I was one of these ; and In this paper I 

 propose to describe such a day. " Half- 



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