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through the air from a kick from the animal's 

 fore-foot. There was no time to aim. Indeed, 

 there was nothing to aim at, as all we could see 

 was a great black object coming down on us with 

 incredible speed. Four shots in rapid succession, 

 and the brute swerved to the left and went off 

 screaming and crashing through the bamboos in its 

 wild flight. Rapidly reloading we waited to see 

 if the rogue would come back, but we heard the 

 crashing of the underwood further off and knew it 

 had gone for good. We had now time to look 

 round. The body of K - we found on the top 

 of a bamboo clump a good many yards away. 

 We thought he was dead, as he did not reply to 

 our calls, but on cutting down the bamboos and 

 removing the body we found he had only swooned. 

 A glass of whisky soon brought him round, but he 

 was unable to move, as his spine was injured and 

 several ribs broken. Rigging a hammock, we had 

 him carried into Manantoddy, where he was on 

 the doctor's hands for months before he was able 

 to move, and finally he had to go back to England 

 and, I believe, never thoroughly recovered his 

 health. Suliman's corpse had to be taken into 

 Antarasante, and after an inquest by the native 

 Magistrate it was made over to the poor fellow's 

 co-religionists for burial. 



The subsequent history of Peer Bux how he 

 killed two English officers and afterwards met his 

 own fate I must reserve for another chapter. 



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