HEAD OF A BULL BISON, 
CHAPTER IX, 
BISON. 
THE BISON OF SOUTHERN INDIA— SIZE OF THE OLD BULLS—DANGER IN STALK- 
ING THEM— COL. CAMPBELL'S MISNOMER— LARGE HORNS— MV FIRST BISON 
—ADVENTURE WITH OLD EMAM — WOUND AND LOSE AN ENORMOUS BULL 
— MORE LUCKY WITH THE NEXT — A GRAND FIGHT WITH ANOTHER- 
CAPTURE A SMAIX CALF AND TAKE HIM HOME— NO MORE BULLETS— MV 
l^ST RESOURCE— VERY MUCH ASTONISHED ON BOTH SIDES— A TALL SHOT 
AT A BULL AT SPEED — NOT THE PLEASANTEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE— A 
NARROW ESCAPE- A BIG BULL STOPS THE WAY— MY LAST BISON— THE BIG 
BULL OF PEER-MUND. 
TALKING the Bison of Southern India is one of 
the most excUing sports imaginable, quite equal 
to and certainly more dangerous than hunting 
the wild elephant, his sense of smell being as great and his 
organs of vision much more acute. The sight of one of these 
grand bulls in his native wilds with his head erect and his eye 
gHstening with anger as he scents danger is an object not to 
