WILD LIFE ACROSS THE WORLD 



The houses are half buried in the ground, and many 

 of their owners' customs are most curious. I got a 

 moving picture of one of their most pecuHar kinds 

 of sport, which consists of two men starting from 

 opposite ends of an open space and racing to be the 

 first to scramble under a large stone supported by 

 two others. It neither sounds nor looks a very exciting 

 proceeding, but they appear to think a great deal of 

 it. Evidently it does not take very much to amuse them. 



There was one thing about that village which I 

 did not like, a local feature which wanted altering 

 badly. It was this — amongst their herd of cattle they 

 had a number of bulls which were continually evading 

 the herdsmen and charging at the camera, a most 

 disconcerting trick. 



My next move was to Bangalore, where I met 

 the Secretary for War and the chief game-ranger, 

 both of whom were most kind to me. I was promised 

 that when I reached Mysore I should be provided 

 with a travelling cart of a new pattern, a light bamboo 

 affair, which with three relays of horses would enable 

 me to cover sixty miles in the one day. Consequently, 

 I felt most hopeful and contented when I went on to 

 Mysore, which I reached on a Sunday morning. I 

 spent the day seeing the local sights, visited the temple 

 on the hill overlooking the town and inspected the 

 Zoo. The latter is quite good, the collection even 

 including a giraffe. All the animals appeared to be in 



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