SINO-MONGOLIAN FRONTIER 



shot-gun and rifle combined. As soon as he was 

 sure we had seen the pig, he turned and let drive 

 at him with both barrels of bird shot, following 

 this up with the rifle. At the same moment our 

 own pieces rang out, but the pig, stung into mad- 

 ness, tore up the hill and across the ridge. Down 

 the other side he went, regardless of every impedi- 

 ment, leaving a trail of scattered rocks and up- 

 rooted bushes. He had gained the bottom of the 

 ravine and was well up the opposite slope before 

 we reached the top of ours. Here in a dense 

 pine spinney we lost sight of him and were too 

 exhausted to trail him further, so he escaped with 

 a dose of No. 4 shot in his hind quarters. 



Our time, regulated by the duration of our 

 friend's leave, was almost at an end, so we decided 

 to finish up with a grand drive, in which we hoped 

 to settle the vexed question as to who should claim 

 the honours of the chase. 



Unfortunately for me, it proved to be my off 

 day, so that but for a nice right and left at the 

 commencement of the drive, and a bird here and 

 there throughout the day, I missed everything. 

 Warrington on the other hand did particularly 

 well, and the Frenchman increased his total bag 

 by several brace of pheasants. The result of the 

 day's shooting was a win for Warrington. This 

 finished our little trip, and we returned without 

 adventure to T'ai-yiian Fu. 



We found that the Revolution had just broken 



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