MISCELLANEOUS NOT 's. 273 
We thought he might be rather lonely, so we asked if some other young deer 
couldn’t be got and they brought a cheetal doe—six months old—which wasn’t 
quite what we wanted. However we left her and now the two are great friends 
though Wee-Wun at first was terribly scared, bolting right away when he first 
caught sight of her. I sometimes take them a walk about the grounds in the 
evening, both following me, then when they get to a good bank they go quite 
mad—dashing up and down, bucking and skipping. “‘ Wee-Wun” is very quick 
and nimble now on his legs bringing off the most astonishing jinks combined 
with a buck and a kick. At first he used to fall down in his efforts, but he is quite 
able to take care of himself now. 
Up till quite lately I always shut him up at night because of the violent storms 
we get. He always followed quite willingly and once or twice put himself to 
bed, but lately he has been more and more unwilling to come to bed till the other 
evening he flatly refused to come. I succeeded in making him come about 20 
yards ; then realising it was bed time he kicked up his heels, shook his head and 
bucked away into the bushes. So I let him have his way—possibly he may 
realiso that a brick roof is better in a storm than the thickest bush. That shake 
of his head is a most curious little trick. He began it when he first got at all 
steady on his legs and is always doing it when he feels impish and full of beans. 
His tail he uses as a sort of signal though P've not discovered yet quite what it 
all means. If he is scared and wants to get away quietly he keeps it low, makes 
himself invisible—but if he is being chased it goes up. When he goes mad it goes 
up and when I’m calling him for his milk he answers with little squeaks and his 
tail goes up as he hurries towards me. It seems to depend on the pace. Wee- 
Wun gets in a fearful state of excitement over his cup of milk, stiffening all over 
and nearly upsetting it all in his violent efforts to drink it more quickly. He 
buries his nose right in, up to his eyes almost and I had to teach him to take a 
breath in the middle otherwise the consequences were disastrous. A curious 
thing about him is that when he has been asleep his tear ducts are very wide open, 
so that the pink at the bottom can be seen though, at other times they are close 
shut. What is the reason of this I wonder ? 
Wee-Wun has a much shorter head than the cheetal—much deeper in the jaw, 
really prettier. The spots on his sides have nearly disappeared now, only those 
‘on each side of a dark stripe down his back remaining clear. One can feel the 
place where his horns will come, rather softer spots than the rest of his skull, he 
loves them to be rubbed. Wee-Wun imagines he is quite a big buck though 
really he is only 174 inches high. 
T. A. K. 
No. [X.—THE INDIAN PANGOLIN. (UANIS PENTADACTYLA), L. 
In the Fauna of British India (Mammalia), page 598, is given the dimensions 
of three male pangolins as follows :— 
No. Head and body. Tail. Total length. 
1 24.5” 18” 42.5” 
De 26” 1 Rie 44” 
3 23.5” 22.5” 46” 
The last one is a Ceylon specimen. A male specimen was brought to me 
on the 18th April which measured— 
head and body 31 inches. 
tail 20°5 A 
Total length 51:5 inches, 
