THE PULNEY STAG. 
only killed one whose head I thought worthy of bringuig to 
England. I saw hhn feeding on a hill side a long way off ; 
when I got about the third of the way down, keeping well 
out of sight under the spurs of the mountain ; to my intense 
disgust I heard a sambur belling to my right and saw a hind 
bolting away over the hill^ where she stood and belled several 
times. I shook niy fist at her and abused her, not loudly but 
deeply, making certain she would alarm the stag as he was 
quite within earshot. However, she moved away and I stole 
down the. hill. It was very noisy work, getting through the 
dry fern and leafy scrub, but fortunately on the hill side» 
where I had seen the stag, there was but little of it ; I dared 
not show myself and fully expected when I crossed over the 
ridge, to find" that he had made himself scarce ; my delight 
was consequently great, when I beheld him feeding quite 
unconcernedly about ninety yards off. He was stern towards 
me, so I tried a raking shot ; perhaps I ought to have waited 
for him to turn, but he might have fled out of my sight and 
that tiresome old hind might have begun belling again, so it 
was well to make sure of him while I had the chance. A 
loud thud told that I had struck him, and another shot -from 
the left barrel as he dashed across sent him staggering along. 
I ran forward and saw him standing on the edge of a 
precipice, and the next moment he fell over with a crash. 
Alas, for his antlers! There was another stag far down 
below that looked in astonishment at his rolling brother. 
*1 ought to have left him alone, but I could not resist 
having a crack at him. The second shot was a running 
one, and my man afterwards said I had broken the deer's 
hind leg as he went lame, but he did not appear to me 
to be so, and as he went away far down the mountain I 
