EXCITING CHASE AFTER A TIGER. 
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bungalow just at dark uncommonly proud of my afternoon's 
shikar — went to bed, and dreamt of tigers which were 
killed over night and not to be found again. After 
breakfast the next morning we went off, and my mind was 
put at rest when l saw the grand beast lying in the same 
spot I had left him on the preceding evening ; he certainly 
was a splendid fellow, a four year old male in splendid con- 
dition, with a beautiful skin. 
On another occasion when at the hut, 1 went to the ibex 
ground to look for sambur, and as I was going down the 
long hill I saw something crossing the nullah at the bottom ; 
it looked like a large light-coloured stag, but on putting up 
the glasses I saw it was a tiger. He appeared to catch sight 
of us and slowly walked towards the shola on my right, but 
after approaching close to its edge, turned back again and 
rubbed his face against the leaves of a bush, then laid down 
on the bank ; being on the open hill side there was no way of 
getting down to him without being seen. He soon sat up 
again, crossed the stream towards another shola, but after 
a few paces again lay down and began rolling about on 
his back. Whilst thus occupied I took the opportunity of 
crossing the hill and getting under the lee of the shola he 
was making for, and when under cover I stopped and put 
some fresh powder on the nipples of my rifle, and whilst 
doing so missed a fme opportunity, for the tiger had passed 
along the other side of the stream, I ran up as hard as 
1 could, a tree between us preventing his seeing me, but 
when I got to the tree he was too far off. I ran down 
and up a dip beyond ; the brute was walking steadily on 
straight away from me, and as there appeared no chance of 
getting up to him and not liking to run close to him on level 
