CHAPTER Vlir. 



THE DEATH OF THE MAN-EATEK. 



N"ew3 of the man-eater again. — We are once more on bis trail. — 

 The scent lost. — Googooloo gives tongue. — It warms. — My 

 plan. — Preparation. — Execution. — A ticklish moment. — 

 Death of the man-eater. — Ceremonies of the shekarries. 



As I was preparing to turn in for an hour or two, 

 my head shekarry, Chineah, came up grinning, and 

 told me that the patel of the village of Botta Sin- 

 garum had sent to say that the tiger had been seen 

 skulking near the outskirts of the village a short 

 time after our return to camp. 



I immediately sent for the dhoby and Kistimah, 

 and despatched them, with Chineah and the gang 

 with my guns, to the village, to find out all the par- 

 ticulars ; and, having questioned the villager who 

 brought the message rather closely, for I had some 

 doubts as to the trutti of the report, I appointed a 

 place of meeting, and after a couple of hours' 

 repose, a bath, and a hurried breakfast, I mounted 

 my nag without disturbing the other officers, who 

 were still sleeping, and joined my people at the 

 Botta Singarum police-station. 



