HUNTING BLUE BULLS IN INDIA. 



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looked like a large female with horns. 

 Our experiences at Umreth were simi- 

 lar to those near Nadiad. The country 

 was more open, and the weather grew 

 hotter. We rode the camels till we 

 either got news of the nilghai or hap- 

 pened to see them. If the latter, we 

 dismounted and sent the camel on 

 with a man. The nilghai would 

 watch the camel and thus enable us 

 to stalk better. 



As the native never kills the blue 

 bull, the animals get used to him and 



are not frightened at his approach. 

 The hunter must be careful where he 

 shoots, as he is likely to kill a native, 

 thereby getting himself in trouble, 

 which may cost him many rupees. 



From Umreth we returned to God- 

 hra, where I spent the rest of my time 

 among the waterfowl on Godhra lake, 

 an artificial body of water, construct- 

 ed by native labor during the recent 

 famine of 1900. I then returned to 

 Bombay, tanned like a native, having 

 been in the jungle 2 weeks. 



AMATEUR PHOTO BY T, J. CUKKi 



A MOONLIGHT SAIL. 



Highly Commended in Recreation's 7th Annual Photo Competition, 



