AN ENORMOUS BULL. 
Emam the shikarie, to where Watson (my companion) had 
shot a bull the day before ; we w^aited till near sunset 
before entering the likely ground ; the wind w^as blowing 
strong and the old man entered the valley down wind 
very much to my surprise. I fancied I heard a bamboo 
crack, and on looking in the direction saw a bison trotting 
away, he had been feeding in a clump of bamboos about 
fifty yards from us, but getting our wind took to his heels. 
Old Emam was disgusted at his oversight, but almost 
immediately spied another lying down in the middle of 
a dense jungle of bamboos ; as Emam pointed him out 
to me he rose ; he was about thirty-five yards off and 
stood breast on. The bamboos were so thick and close 
tos>'cther that I could only see a great black mass ; 1 had 
to guess where the middle of his chest was and let drive ; 
down he fell on his knees, but instantly rose again and 
advanced one or two steps towards us (Emam told me 
afterwards that he was going to charge), I gave him the 
other barrel and down he came again, but was soon up 
again and began shaking his enormous head very in- 
dignantly, I took my spare gun ; 1 was quite cool, so 
much so that when I found I was not covering him 
properly, 1 put it down and brought it up again and 
fired. Emam declared I had missed ; whether 1 did so 
or nou it sent him to the right about and he bolted, I 
gave him the other barrel and am certain I heard the tell, 
but the bamboos were so close together that nearly every 
shot had to cut its way through them. I reloaded as 
fast as 1 could and dashed on after him ; we soon came 
on his blood, and Emam pulling up said, this is an immense 
bison, if he charges get instantly behind a tree, or you 
