Shoots round a Hill Station 



having been straining every nerve to get a close 

 shot. 



He was a huge beast and in capital condition ; 

 his horns were 38 inches long, with the ordinary 

 brow and trez tines of the sambur, though the 

 gerou frequently adds a bez ; the beam was over 

 9 inches. I had hit him just right, and his 

 journey up the hill must have been a dying effort. 

 I hadn't an idea what we were going to do next. 

 We were indeed within sight of our tents, but 

 they were little white dots far away above us. 

 The afternoon was well advanced, and it seemed 

 to me that it would require more men than I had 

 ever seen in these parts fco move so heavy a beast. 

 Joarou, however, proved equal to the occasion, 

 and leaving me enjoying the first smoke I had 

 allowed myself that day, and feeling at peace with 

 the world, he started at a trot to collect men. 



One rarely sees a sign of human beings in the 

 vastness of these hills, nevertheless many little 

 hamlets are tucked away in the lower valleys, and 

 only about an hour had elapsed before Joarou was 

 back with two or three wild-looking hillmen, and 

 reported that express runners had been sent to 

 two more villages about ten miles away, and that 

 he would see the stag brought in as soon as 

 possible. Leaving him, therefore, to enjoy a 

 smoke in his turn, I climbed up to camp, and a 

 very long and arduous pull I found it, though 



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