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we hurried along for about two hundred yards till 
we entered the bed of a dry watercourse where 
there was even less need, for tracking. Judging 
from the marks, the tigress was evidently just ahead 
of us, when our way was barred by a wall of dry 
rock, a waterfall in the rainy season. This was 
about eight feet high, and my companions pushed 
me up and handed the rifle. The man lay some 
twenty yards farther on, probably abandoned at the 
sound of our pursuing steps; he had no face, his 
skull had been flattened on his neck by a blow from 
above, and he had been gripped in the loins when 
carried away ; the eight-foot obstacle had apparently 
been negotiated at a bound, for there was no mark 
of dragging up the face of the rock. 
The tigress, I thought, was certain to return, and 
I proposed to go back to camp and bring the neces- 
sary materials to fix up a seat in an adjoining tree ; 
the brother followed wailing and weeping, but imme- 
diately on his arrival, collecting friends from the 
neighbouring bamboo-cutters’ huts, he set out to 
retrieve and burn his brother’s corpse. They were 
a party of twenty or more, making sufficient uproar 
to communicate to the tigress the fear they them- 
selves felt. The next day I wrote to the officer 
commanding a Gurkha regiment at Dehra Dun, for 
the loan of a non-commissioned officer and ten or 
twelve men to try their luck; and fortune was with 
them even on their arrival at Chila, opposite Hard- 
war, a few days later, for almost simultaneously 
came a report that a woman had been killed some 
miles from the camp, and they at once started in 
pursuit. They formed, with the neighbouring 
