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On approaching the lair discovered the day be- 

 fore, we discharged several rockets into it, and 

 a fine bull-neilghau and two cows charged boldly 

 against the line of beaters. Mac broke the shoulder 

 of the bull with a well-directed shot, which stopped 

 him in his mad career, and, stepping up, despatched 

 him with the second barrel as he lay upon the ground 

 before he could pick himself up. He was a very fine 

 specimen, with a long, flowing mane. The two cows 

 broke through the line of beaters and escaped, though 

 one of them appeared severely wounded by a volley 

 from the beaters. A young cheetah was killed by the 

 dhoby, as he attempted to sneak away through the 

 bushes. 



We had now driven the game into a large patch of 

 jungle running along the river, on one side of which 

 was a piece of tolerably open ground, and here we 

 posted ourselves behind trees or rocks, in the most 

 favourable places when the game broke. I also formed 

 a second chain of men armed with muskets and 

 matchlocks, as I knew that an immense quantity 

 of game had been driven into that patch of jungle, 

 and that some of it might escape our first line of 

 guns. 



When we were all ready I gave the signal, and 

 the beaters began to drive the game towards us. 

 Sounders of pig and herds of elk and spotted deer 

 burst several times to the edge of the jungle, but 



