MISCELLANEOUS NOTES, 147 
I then trotted slowly up alongside the bushes for about half a mile, keeping 
him in sight and preventing him from breaking on my side, till suddenly he 
plunged across the water again, back up the bank, and headed away at a great 
pace for our original starting point, My horse being comparatively fresh, I 
soon got up to him again, and we went along together at the same steady pace 
till we came near the group of babuls, where the first check had been ; but 
instead of entering this he began to bear round to the right, and I saw he was 
making for what looked like a large cover to our right front about a couple of 
miles distant, and I knew I must “ride” him now or never, so for the first 
time in the run I began to press him, It was astonishing with what ease he 
got away from me at first, but he soon came back, and I could see he was done. 
He had had three spurts and a swim, which had all been against him. My 
horse had had no spurts, but two good breathers and some water. So he had 
decidedly the advantage, as he proved by soon bringing me alongside, and then 
it was I would have given all [ possessed for aspear. The wolf jinked, but 
went on—a couple more rushes, a couple more jinks, till (both of us going 
slower and slower) the wolf stopped and sat down on his haunches, got up and 
went on, stopped again, and sat down altogether unable to go another yard. 
I jumped off, slipped in a cartridge, and placing my gun up against his side 
put an end to him within a quarter of a mile of the forest lands of Boorgee, 
the shelter he had been making for. I felt a good deal of compunction in 
deliberately shooting him after such a run, as somehow it did not seem con- 
sistent ; but remembering that if I had had a spear I should have killed him a 
mile sooner, and also remembering that he and his friends had never had any 
compunction in destroying whatever they could get hold of, I thought it was 
legitimate to use what weapon I had. The little horse was exhausted, but by 
no means ‘‘dead beat,” anda few mouthfuls out of my saddle flask soon 
revived him, and constitutionally he was none the worse the next day. The 
wolf was a large male, in excellent coat and condition, and stood thirty-three 
inches at the shoulder. 
Now as regards the length and duration of the run. The start was about 
two miles short of Hullee village. The turn at the river was opposite the 
village of Madgeehal, and I deduct three miles for rounding the corner. The 
finish was close to the forest lands of Boorgee, and about two miles from the 
Boorgee village. By the map Hullee village to Madgeehal village is thirteen 
miles ; Madgechal village to Boorgee village is twelve miles ; total twenty-five 
miles. Deduct seven miles as above, and it makes the whole distance traversed 
as nearly as can be estimated eighteen miles. It was 12-40 when I looked at 
my watch shortly before seeing the wolf for the first time, and it must have 
been nearly one o’clock when he broke away. It was 2-45 exactly when I 
killed him. Taking the average pace throughout the run to have been nine or 
ten miles an hour, I imagine my estimate of eighteen miles in 13 to 2 hours is 
a fairly correct one, I must apologize for the length of this letter, but f have 
