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THE ORDEAL 



Suddenly there arises a loud yelling 

 from the beaters on the extreme 

 flank of the line. Old Lutchman, 

 the shikari, knowing of the match, is 

 for once in his life excited. Standing 

 on his elephant he holloas the party 

 on, " Wuh jata hat ! burra dant- 

 wallah I " 



Baynton, clapping spurs to his 

 horse, leads the way in the direction 

 indicated, closely followed by the 

 two riders. In a minute or so he is 

 able to point out to them the form 

 of a fine young boar louping away 

 through the yellow grass, back in 

 the direction of the nullahs. 



" Do you all see him ? " he cries : 

 ^'then, ride!" And away go Jack 

 and Calvert with an even start. 



The pig has got a good offing, and 



