MICHAEL* S LUCK. 
The moment he fired I ran as hard as I could over the hill 
and came upon the ibex standing broadside on, about seventy 
yards off, fired, and down he fell on his side. As I ran up 
a small kid crossed my path, and as we wanted meat I shot 
it, at the report the wounded ibex jumped up at my feet ; 
I fired again and missed it, and it ran into some dense 
bushes overhanging a fearful precipice. I crept down after 
it and while so occupied heard Michael fire ; I thought he 
had fallen in with my wounded one, but found on returning 
that he had killed a fine buck. It happened thus : the heat 
being very great, he (iVlichael) had laid down under a tree, 
but seeing a fresh track close to him in some bushes, told 
Atley, bis shikar ie, to see what it was, and got up to be 
ready, when out rushed a buck ibex ; he put both balls into 
him, and finished him off with another, killing him close to 
the edge of a precipice, over which, had he fallen, he would 
never have been seen again. 
We decided on having tiffin under a projecting rock 
affording a wild and magnificent view, and sent Atley to 
look for my w^ounded beast and shoot it ; giving him my 
light rifle, but taking off one of the caps for fear of accident. 
We heard a shot far down below us and after a considerable 
time, up came our other man, who had been sent back some 
couple of thousand feet up the mountain for another cap. 
After giving him what was necessary, away he went down 
the precipitous side where I should have thought even an 
ibex could not have gone, and we soon heard another shot. 
In due time they returned ; Atley had killed one, whether 
mine or not he was unable to say, it had fallen down a 
precipice where even he could not get at it. \ 
One day when out stalking sambur I came upon a herd of 
