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CHAPTER XII. 



A MORNING'S MAHSEER-FISHING THE RAIEWALLA POOL A GOOD TAKE 

 QUEER BAIT A PISHING INCIDENT THE " GOONCH" THE "SOULEE" 

 AN UNPLEASANT COMPANION AT A POOL POACHING FOR FISH 

 "NULL" JUNGLE NATIVES TREED BY A TIGRESS CANE-BRAKES 

 DANGER OF A TIMID ELEPHANT A VICIOUS " MUCKNA 1 ' BOGGED IN 

 A " FUSSAND " MOULA BUKSH DISPLAYS HIS EVIL DISPOSITION A 

 TERRIBLE GAME AT FOOTBALL THE KUMAON ELEPHANT-KHEDDA A 

 RIDE AFTER WILD ELEPHANTS TAMING THE RECENT CAPTURES AN 

 ELEPHANT GLADIATOR BRINGING IN A PRISONER WILD BEES THE 

 RESULT OF DISTURBING THEM WE BEAT A RETREAT A CONTUMA- 

 CIOUS TIGER A GENERAL SCRIMMAGE THE JUNGLE ON FIRE AN 

 UNEXPECTED MEETING WITH A CATTLE-LIFTER A LESSON IN THE 

 NOBLE ART OF SELF-DEFENCE. 



THE elephants having been fairly hard -worked during the 

 past week, we gave them a day's rest. As our camp happened 

 to be pitched not far from the junction of one of the forest 

 streams with the Ganges, a place famous for mahseer, I got 

 ready my tackle, with a view to trying a cast there in the 

 early morning. 



Leaving the Colonel and another sportsman who had joined 

 us taking it well out of their blankets, I set out for the river 

 as soon as it was light enough to find the way to it. The 

 water was in good order, and the fish were rising well : not 

 merely jumping and hogging their backs out of water, when 

 with mahseer you may just as well reel up and go home, 

 but with the boiling swirl that means business more than 

 play. Consequently I was soon fixed into a good fish, and 



