TIGER (the dog) AND THE WOUNDED IBEX. 121 
moment he had caught sight of me, heard the ball 
strike him and then fired the other barrel at another large 
fellow as he went away, but missed him. I immediately took 
the light rifle, fired again at him, and hearing the hit dis- 
tinctly, I fired the second barrel at a third buck as he dashed 
up the opposite spur of the hill, but the ball struck close 
along side of him. The shikarle said if any were hit I 
should find them lying down further on, as a wounded ibex 
never goes far ; sure enough a few yards further on I saw 
him lying on a rock ; he got up before I could shoot and 
ran into a shola close at hand, a sure sign of being hard hit, 
as ibex never enter the woods if they can help it. 
As soon as Brine came up we had a search for him, but 
it being sunset and getting dark we gave it up and turned 
homewardsj intending to look for him on the morrow. The 
next morning we started a little before eight with all the 
coolies and Brines three dogs to look in the shola for my 
wounded ibex. After beating for some time we heard his 
dog Tiger baying at something ; from the noise we thought 
it must be a bear or a tiger, but in about five minutes out 
rushed the ibex with the dog after him. Brine fired but the 
ball passed in and out of the skin on the back without 
injuring the spine. As soon as he got to the top of the 
hill he turned to bay, rearing and butting at the dog like an 
old billy goat and keeping Mr. Tiger at a very respect- 
able distance. I ran up the hill and put a ball into him, but 
it did not stop him ; again and again he came to bay, when 
another ball through the shoulders rolled him over and over 
down the hill : a noble animal of immense size ; he was thirty- 
nine and a half inches (three feet three and a half inches) at 
the shoulder ; my shot yesterday had struck him too far back, 
