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followed by another bear ; and one of the former 

 fell by a ball from Kistimah's matchlock, and the 

 other was badly wounded by one of my troopers, 

 and afterwards despatched by the matchlock-men 

 on the second line. The bear was killed by Jock, 

 having made several ferocious charges after he had 

 been wounded, in one of which a cooly was slightly 

 mauled by his claws. Then another cheetah broke, 

 and charged through our line scathless, though several 

 shots were fired at him. 



The beaters were now heard approaching very 

 near, and I thought everything in the shape of large 

 game must have been driven out of the inclosed 

 patch of jungle, when suddenly I heard a cry of 

 " Bagh ! Bagh ! " (a tiger ! a tiger !) from one of my 

 troopers, and almost immediately I saw a magnificent 

 full-grown tiger stealing quietly across a little open 

 glade or break in the jungle. 



He was almost broadside on to me, but I was 

 afraid of firing as I saw a group of my people were 

 beyond him in the line of fire. 1 let him go on a 

 little, threw up my rifle, and took a steady aim just 

 behind his shoulder, pulling the trigger just as he 

 moved his fore arm whilst walking. 



When the smoke cleared away a little, I had the 

 pleasure of seeing him stretched lifeless on his side ; 

 my ball having passed through his heart, death was 

 instantaneous. He was a fine, full-grown male tiger 

 whose beautifully marked skin measured eleven feet 

 four inches from the tip of the nose to the end of the 



