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was ven- thin. Vasin remarked on his bright yellow appearance 
which reniimltjd me of a story that had been told not very long 
before by a wonld-be eh'phanl hunter in Pahang. He hud stated 
that he had come up to elephants amongst w hich there was a 
bull which was quite red. He had wounded tliis bull which 
had at once been surrounded by its companions and carried off 
in safety. The protection and the redness were ap[>arently 
connected as showing that this elephant was S(>mething out of 
the common. One sees elei^bants of all colours in the jungle, 
but their skins are much the same when cleaned of their 
covering of earth and mud, the prevailing f^reyish black hue 
being occasionally graded off into a mottled yellowly \vhite 
about the neck and trunk. This generall.v occurs in old 
animals only. Red hacked elephants are very common, at 
least elephants with mi itiud on their backs. Uut elephants 
that are immediateh' -protected by the rest of the herd when 
wounded, and which are also red at the same time^well ! 
When we returned to the dead elephant which was lying just 
on the edge of the river— a tree stump kept him from toppling 
over into the stream— I saw that he had been bleeding 
profusely from his month and trunk. I examined the spot 
where my second bullet had hit him and fonnd that it had 
passed just to one side of the spine but had evidently raked 
forward into his heart and lungs. It was ceitainly a most 
deadlv body shot, but I do not suppose that should I hunt 
elephants until I was a hundred years old I should ever get 
an opportunity of repeating the shot. We tied the elephant 
securely with rattans, cut away the stump, and then slacking 
off the' rattans, his body slowly turned over into the river. 
There was onl}- about a foot of water in the stream, and he 
was now in a much better position to operate on. Havmg 
taken his photograph we commenced to cut off his head. My 
first bullet had travelled in front of the brain, and passed down 
between the tusks. 
We camped on the side of the ri\cr and again owing to 
very heaw rain had a mnst uncomfortable night. 
^ Wan' Hadji thought that this small stream must be the 
Riian, a tributary of the Katiay, and that Pamah Ruan must 
be cpiite close to. The following morning we decided to cast 
round for rhinoceros tracks — our elephant hunting seemed 
to have had a most unfortunate end'tig—so we sent our 
carriers back to our previous camp on the Katiay which we 
thought was about three miles away, Yasin. Wan Hadji and 
I going in another direction towards Pamah Ruan. When we 
found the place that Wan Hadji dignified with the name of 
Pamah, although there was no great extent of fiat land, we 
