THE SPORT OF RAJAHS 

 then how good it is to be alive. On 

 we go with little to check our pace 

 but an occasional grip to fly ; pre- 

 sently, however, my horse begins to 

 show that, whatever my own impres- 

 sions may be, he, at any rate, does 

 not realise any material change in my 

 actual avoirdupois, and I gradually 

 find myself dropping behind Naylor 

 in the race. Nearer and nearer we 

 draw to the pig, and at last Naylor 

 turns his spear (we are riding with 

 the short or over-hand jobbing 

 spear) ready to take the first blood. 



But there's many a slip. The old 

 pig is still cantering along in his de- 

 liberate yet far-reaching stride, look- 

 ing to a novice as though he had not 

 seen us ; but he knows, his ears are 

 laid back, and one eye or the other 

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