210 CAMP IN THK JUNGLE. 



ilmost as fleet as the wind. After a ride of half a mile, 

 ffe found ourselves beginning to lose ground, arid, there- 

 /ore, returned. 



Getting into marching order, we bade our Bheel friend 

 adieu, and resumed our march in better spirits than we 

 had been since our arrival in India. Night overtook us 

 before we had advanced more than three or four miles, and 

 as. the lions began to make the forests quake around us, 

 we throught proper to encamp on the banks of a small 

 stream. No camp was ever prepared by hunters with more 

 anxious care. We knew that we were surrounded with 

 perils, only to be met with at night in the jungles of India. 

 Hungry animals of the most daring and ferocious species 

 were roaring and howling on all sides of us. Perhaps, 

 enormous serpents were lurking in the thickets, waiting 

 till we were wrapped in slumber to dart upon their prey. 

 The security of our horses was the most difficult matter to 

 achieve. The stream was about twenty feet broad, and 

 two or three deep, where we had encamped. This afforded 

 us a kind of defence upon that side. Between the creek 

 and the nearest trees was a space of about twenty feet, 

 thickly covered with bushes. These we cut down, and 

 ranged some of them as a slight breastwork, while the 

 others, we used for fuel. The night was starry, but 

 moonless, and the red glare shone with a strange light 

 upon wood and stream. We cut log seats and placed them 



