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made a miss, the bullet searing his forehead 

 between the horns. The startled buffalo dashed 

 to the right, and stood looking for his assailant. 

 Deo Singh bolted for a tree with the big rifle. I 

 ran after him, seized the rifle, and fired rather 

 hurriedly, hitting the buffalo on the right foreleg 

 near the shoulder. He turned and faced me, and 

 my second shot grazed the same foreleg, and lodged 

 in the hind-leg, knocking him over, but not 

 breaking the bone. He soon scrambled to his 

 feet and bolted. We followed the track with 

 difficulty, as the ground was very hard and there 

 was very little blood. I had an interval for 

 breakfast, but the men were on the track all 

 day. It was, however, uphill work, and in the 

 evening Kana decided to visit some water in the 

 vicinity in which he thought the bull might be 

 lying. He was there, sure enough, his nose and 

 horns and part of the dorsal ridge being visible 

 above the water. I stalked him, and secured a 

 good position near the edge of the water, and ought 

 then to have frightened the buffalo and fired 

 at him as he rose. Very stupidly, however, I 

 tried to break his back by aiming just below 

 the exposed portion of the dorsal ridge. As I 

 fired the buffalo rose with some difficulty, but 

 disappeared into the forest with unexpected 

 celerity as soon as he left the water. I did not 

 fixe the second barrel, partly because I was in 

 the open and in close proximity to the buffalo 

 and did not like to leave myself entirely 

 unprotected, and partly because I thought that 

 the first shot must have inflicted a mortal wound. 

 Subsequent examination, however, showed that 



