226 A Sportswoman in India 



his wrist broken, and his chest mauled. A 

 native doctor was either fetched or appeared from 

 somewhere. We asked him what he would do. He 

 replied, " Give him medicine." We asked, " What 

 medicine ? " " Oh ! he would buy something down 

 in the village bazaar," he said. Any one who has 

 ever walked through a filthy little native bazaar 

 will understand why we took the patient out of the 

 doctor's hands, got him into a dhoolie, and sent him 

 off to Soper hospital, two days' journey, under the care 

 of Sala Bux and relays of coolies. 



Lalla said to S., "We'll carry him to the camp, 

 and when we get there, we must get some pins, and 

 pin his head up." So much for the primitive Kashmiri 

 surgery ! It turned out that the man's skull was 

 slightly fractured ; but he recovered, and left the 

 hospital in six weeks' time. S. went to visit him 

 there, after a letter from the surgeon-in-charge, in 

 odd English, in which he said, " If you will come 

 and visit him here, his sickness will be half." 



Meanwhile the great black bear, an old male, 

 measuring six feet three inches, with worn-down teeth, 

 and a rusty coat, was worth examining. He had the 

 usual white crescent-shaped mark on the chest, and 

 a white lower lip. His head was particularly short 

 and round, but very broad and massive, with its cruel, 

 piggy little eyes. His claws were unusually long and 

 sharp, better adapted for climbing than for digging. 

 He must have stood up to the beater seven feet in 

 height quite. 



