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haunts. In the snows of winter many are 

 hunted down by the villagers, and after a 

 severe fall, the inhabitants of a single village 

 have been known to kill a dozen in a day ; 

 for the kakur sinking up to the body in the 

 deep snow, flounders along, and is soon 

 driven to where it gets completely fixed. 



The next two days brought us to the valley 

 of the Ganges, our route alternately ascend- 

 ing and descending through hills clothed with 

 rhododendron, a few firs, oaks, and pome- 

 granate trees ; we caught occasional views 

 of the Snowy range from the higher points 

 of the road. At Dorassoo we breakfasted in 

 a Dhurmsala, where the petty Rajah of the 

 district holds his courts : open all round, 

 and ornamented with a profusion of rude 

 carvings of crocodiles, snakes, &c., it was 

 picturesque, cool, and dirty. I shot a few 

 black partridges, and two of our party, after 

 a toilsome walk in search of deer, came in 

 with a green pigeon — by the way, be it 

 recorded, a veiy good bird on the table. 

 The tent was pitched under a splendid 



