CHAPTER X. 



THE SHEVEROYS. 



Departure of the gang. — Our start. — The journey. — Salena.— 

 The Sheveroy hills, and our reception. — Anglo-Indian hospi- 

 tality. — Claret cup. — News of bison and bears. — Googooloo 

 on trail. — We follow. — A bull-bison lost. — The news of bears 

 confirmed. — Their habits described. 



All were in good spirits, and it would have been a 

 curious sight for a stranger from Europe to have 

 witnessed the departure of our party as they filed 

 through the gateway in front of my bungalow, sing- 

 ing an extemporary song descriptive of the great 

 sporting feats they were going to perform. 



First came our eight horses in their head-stalls 

 and jules, (stable - clothing,) with their saddles 

 loosely girthed, each led by his respective syce or 

 groom and followed by the grass-cutter, who carried 

 the head and heel ropes, gram, (a kind of bean,) 

 and cooking-pots, &c. Then came my two dog- 

 boys, one with a couple of Anglo-Persian grey- 

 hounds, and the other with four huge creatures of 

 the Poligar breed, famous animals to lay after a 



