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crack : into this I jumped, whilst my pursuers 

 were still on the other side of the summit, and fol- 

 lowing the course of the chasm I doubled round 

 the base of the hill a little way and then waited. 

 Yelling like demons the Tartars came over the 

 hill, and to my infinite relief, supposing me pro- 

 bably to have just topped the next rising ground, 

 redoubled their exertions to overhaul me in the 

 direction which they fancied I had taken. Once 

 safely past me, I turned and ran back on my track 

 for some distance, and then made for the plains. I 

 am thankful to say that there I found my friends 

 and the horses, and heard no more of either dogs 

 or Tartars. 



It was now getting late in the day. My friend 

 G., disgusted with having toiled many hours and 

 taken nothing, returned to Adolphe's. Being still 

 keen to secure at least one head as a souvenir of 

 K arias, I kept my horse and the guide, to make one 

 last effort before giving up the chase. 



I had heard that by riding round and round a 

 herd in ever-narrowing circles, a shot might some- 

 times be got from a nearer point than could other- 

 wise be hoped for. Determined to leave no stone 

 unturned to secure success, I tried this method, 

 and after riding enough useless circles to have made 

 both man and horse giddy, I at last got within four 

 hundred yards of a small herd, which, standing 

 with their heads up, were just preparing to break 



