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of the shoot, every detail being fresh in memory, 

 and success adding an eloquence to my tongue 

 which at other times could barely tell a story of 

 twenty lines coherently. 



' Here, puckerow juldee ! Pack up ek-dum ! (take 

 hold quick, pack up at once). Gad, we must get 

 into the station sharp, and see that those fellows 

 don't maul our skin. Say, won't we have the 

 laugh of those fellows at C - ? We did the 

 trick nicely, didn't we ? I feel as if I could do 

 another bull. But I am always in luck. Fellows 

 always like to go out with me ; I never draw a 

 blank. Nineteen hands ? By Jove, won't the 

 Colonel feel small ? He never shot one more than 

 sixteen ; and here, at my first attempt, we bag 

 a nineteen-hander. Do you know, I don't feel a 

 bit fatigued. I am as fit as possible." 



Two months later, while dining at Nagpore, 

 I heard a full and detailed account of how our 

 Adjutant had bagged his first bison ! 



