SINO-MONGOLIAN FRONTIER 
about a dozen pigs were feeding, but nowhere 
could I see the great white leader. 
Thinking that I had better make sure of at least. 
one pig, I began to cross the ravine, keeping under 
cover as much as possible. Just as I was near 
enough, and was about to aim, the great white 
leader came treading majestically round a small 
shoulder of rock. What a pig! He seemed to 
my excited imagination to be more the size of an 
elephant than a cow. On he came with nose up, 
scenting round for danger, while behind came 
several other pigs looking very small beside their 
magnificent leader. 
Raising my rifle, I fired. The huge brute 
whirled round, stood for a second, and then broke 
madly up and across the ravine. Reaching the 
head he vanished from view. I hurried up the 
steep ravine, and reached the top of the ridge just 
in time to see my quarry rounding the head of a 
second ravine. Without waiting to regain my 
breath, I raised my rifle and fired. The pig 
continued his course for a few yards, and then 
suddenly plunged down the hill side. He strug- 
gled madly to keep his footing, but presently 
staggered and went head over heels, finally fetch- 
ing up at the bottom of a small cutting, stone dead. 
The following day I went in search of an old 
tusker, that had been wounded the day before 
by a Chinese hunter, and had subsequently met 
and knocked down one of my men, who was out 
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