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seemed to surprise them more than anything else. 

 They could not understand it at all at first ; but, 

 after they had seen it used a few times, nothing 

 would please them so much as to set them to work 

 chopping up firewood. They amused themselves 

 thus for hours together watching the chips fly, laugh- 

 ing and grunting to each other, and conversing in 

 their curious guttural language. 



" I shot in those jungles nearly a month, and then 

 it was that I found what invaluable shekarries the 

 Yanadi tribe make ; for as trackers none equal 

 them. Day by day they acquired more confidence 

 in us, and in a short time they began to fall into 

 our ways, and joined my gang. Googooloo attached 

 himself to me like a dog, and has been with me ever 

 since ; the others are still in their old haunts. We 

 speak a jargon of our own that no one understands 

 but ourselves ; it is a medley of Hindostani, Mala- 

 bar, Tellegoo, and his own peculiar grunts. He 

 can, however, now make himself tolerably imder- 

 stood by my people, though we are sometimes at a 

 loss to know what he means. Chineah and he are 

 great friends, and each in their way are unequalled 

 as shekarries. Googooloo used to look upon me as 

 a superior being for some time, but now I think his 

 adoration has been transferred to my huge bone- 

 smasher, (a six-ounce rifle,) to which he has fre- 

 quently been seen to salaam and pray, laying the 

 choicest flowers before it, much to my gardener's 

 indignation. I have since heard that these abori- 



