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CHAPTEE XIII. 



THE COMBEI JUNGLE. 



Early rising. " Tiger's milk." A sloth-bear started. Combei. 



Our encampment. A salt-lick. Great bag of deer by 

 night. Ding-ding.- A strange rencontre whilst peafowl- 

 stalking. Leg-bail. The death of the tiger. B -- 's sport. 



A glorious chase. The bull-nilghau. The bag. A black 

 panther. Strange mode of catching deer. Return to Bowani. 

 Finale. 



ETTING up early in the morning, after a hard 

 fag the day previous, is at all times a painful 

 operation, more especially during the intensely sultry 

 weather preceding the downfall of the monsoon in 

 India * r when sleep, balmy sleep, is banished from the 

 couch of the weary one, and he tosses and rolls about, 

 feverish and restless, in an irritable state of mind, with 

 aching bones, overcome with lassitude and fatigue, the 

 whole night long, unable to obtain even a doze until 

 the cool refreshing breeze of the morning sets in, 

 when to be awoke suddenly is indeed a martyrdom, 

 and to arouse a man without a cause at such a time 

 is to render him unaccountable for his actions. 



